Thursday 21st March 2024
Close the door behind you
Shouts springtime to winter
You’ve left everything soaking
And the winds got out of hand
I haven’t finished yet
Replied winter with a grin
It may be the end of March
But I’m having one last cold fling
Well make it quick and snappy
Retorts spring with a sigh
So many people are longing for blue skies
Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️
Pembrokeshire Poet
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