It's not even winter
But it's freezing like hell
And you're not wearing
your hat.
Nor your mittens.
You're dreaming about
The sun
And the summer
at the beach
But then...
You see that
Very first
Of snowflakes
And you don't
Even think of
Spring.
When I was walking...
Dear Greta ~
What Makera has said here works for me, as well
! Beautiful, and for those reasons. It also seems that the snowflakes, which signify the coming of winter, as spring does the coming of summer ~ may still have brought you back into the moment, and appreciating the snowflakes, purely and without thought of any other season. I know that their magical beauty will do that with me.
Love,
Elizabeth
You write beautifully, Greta
.
What Makera has said here works for me, as well

Love,
Elizabeth
You write beautifully, Greta
