Winter Taunts
Winter taunts with his sunset
blushing the underside of clouds
with colors of Spring blossom pinks
stretched across the waning sky.
Painted as with an artist’s
expert brush
teasing my soul
languishing in yearning
for the breath of Spring,
Reminding me who watches
how very distant
Spring blossoms be.
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