Small Sunshines Poem by Jennifer Birchall
Small Sunshines
Not sure if winter is over
As morning coldness shivers my bones
Frozen rooftops wait for warmth
Like ice cubes in white wine
It's spring I want to enjoy wine
Sitting in gardens surrounded by daffodils
Golden glistening small sunshines
Can melt away this winter
spring and cold morning you, wine, daffodil, sunshine winter sorts for you............////
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