To Have the Last Say
Spring
Still waits
To return
The cold wind blows
Winter’s decision
To stay a bit longer
The snow refuses to melt
It’s a stubborn day in the North
But, as the sun beats down to the ground,
Spring welcomes each ray, to have the last say
Heidi Sands
4/1/19
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2019
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