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Theme: Season

End of March

The wind that blew through
the open window
was not sweet spring air.
Hard-eyed and frosty, killing 
sparrows in their nest; sheep
are overcome by snow
and breakfast is cold on my plate.
It wasn’t going to promise a thaw
or an eternal spring for all.
So shiver, this is reality,
no easy ride to a summer fair.   

28-Mar-2013

More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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