Spring
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1 min readDec 30, 2018
it’s January soon
as our souls brace in welcoming such tune
entertained solely by warmer weather
we burst within boredom’s flames
wondering why Nature loves to play games
with its dear ungrateful children.
the cold intertwines with the dark
furnishing more despair and less fun
Winter seems to eat the sun
right at dinner time, right when glasses of wine spark
us livid by such punctuality but too riveted to care
while acknowledging that this indeed isn’t fair.
it’s January soon
as we get ready in welcoming perhaps gloom
though with the bluest skies and the smiles of the moon
Spring feels near too
holding hands while shoving a wet kiss
we are definitely ready for eternal bliss.
