After the Thaw
Winter Winds
Everything withered, dead
Thin blood, unaccustomed to the cold
Impatient
Bitter, Wishing for warmth
Shivering in a burrow of snow
Then, came You
Rain showers, soft soil, sun
You are a flowered field in the Spring
Beginning
Like tadpoles sprouting legs
You are bullfrog songs in the moonlight
3/7/2021
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Copyright © Jessica Highstreet | Year Posted 2021
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