Winterey Thangs
Evenings dawn were to spring
must winters winds
move me
perhaps since kind
she spoke of him
old man winter
must rule men.
Wines born in spring
to drink in winter
must I chore to knead
many loaves
measure fabrics, and measure me
and sit to make my clothes.
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2022
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