Hope this poem warms you up, Constance!
WARM WISHES FOR BROKEN WINGS warm hands shed heavy gloves scarves and carrots lie on ground ::::::::::::::::::::::::: warm thoughts of wishful sun the only precipitation - flowers :::::::::::::::::::::::: petals dance around in pirouettes ~ fairy-like magic of april & may ~ ::::::::::::::::::::::::: bare feet embrace bermuda grass toes squeeze each blossoming blade ::::::::::::::::::::::::: spring breeze relentlessly relaxes you ::::::::::::::::::::::::::: winter’s only a bad dream no need to extend your tongue ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: spring clings to your lips and eyelashes dandelion seeds fuel your imagination KIM RODRIGUES © 2017
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