Winter is
playing
With the sky
in grey and blue
Unaware of
sprouts
A cold and
drab day
Snow in the
weather forecast
But
Vivaldi’s Winter
The ice
flowers
On the
windshield disappear
With warm
music
Scarecrow in
snow
Nothing left
to guard
Two foxes
passing
Winter, snow
First
pollination though
Antihistamine
again
Moon isn’t
waning
Just looking
somewhere else
Syria’s
Winter
Coughing and
sneezing
Shivering in
a blanket
Mum’s hot
chicken soup
.
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