A Shade of Grief


Pretty jonquils dancing in the wind, but I cannot see them anymore. Trees ready to bud and sprout beautiful shades of green, but they are all dead to me. Bulbs linger just beneath the ground preparing to live another season, but I lie still. Breezes whisper to all the little Thumpers playing among the leaves winter left behind, but I cannot hear the wind’s whispers. Mother Nature threatens to let spring loose again, but I remain in endless winter, fighting to breathe and escape the numbing cold.

©2013 Relinda R.


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