Late Winter’s Dream February 17, 2020 / jill autrey dorman Photo by Pixabay The winters are not frozen here but still the birds don’t sing I desire the scent of daffodils the sweet genesis of spring The fire’s ember still alight I doze into late winter’s dream imagine the colors of spring just dancing on a white moon beam Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Jill Autrey Dorman 