Winter’s
so settled in,
it’s hard to imagine
walking my long evening shadow
in spring.
2.03.2013
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ReplyDeleteI hope spring is here soon ~
ReplyDeleteI know. But with every added five minutes of daylight before dark, my hopes spring!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteAh but what joy it will be to walk that long shadow...beautifully written yearning for spring
ReplyDeleteClever and beautiful...
ReplyDeleteshadowed with hope ;D
<3 it!
"walking my long evening shadow"
ReplyDeletefabulous!
♥
Lovely to clarify winter by a longing for spring.
ReplyDeleteLovely cinquain for the season. k.
ReplyDelete:) thanks, folks. chilly today, but sunny at least!
ReplyDeleteOooh! How the poetry turns on a woman walking her shadow...
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely encore ..........
ReplyDeleteI'm ready!
ReplyDeleteOh, that's pretty!
ReplyDelete:) write some cinquains, people.
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