Spring strips down to bare dirt,
all warm, sunny smiles and promises
of flowers ‘round my door
and the next day huddles under
a thick white parka,
frigid and snarling.
Spring is a tease.
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Yep, always keep the parka to hand… nicely done and succinct.
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Thank you ma’m. Yep, we live in a region where we get four seasons – sometimes all in the same day!
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Yup, pretty much sums it up. Cold as a ……’s heart this morning.
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lol!
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