
The geese
Gurgling crisply above
Ice tapping at the window
As the
Snow tucks me in
Just in time to cover the popping spring
But still
The smell is glorious
When I poke my nose
Out the front door
It should be gone
By the morrow
The geese
Gurgling crisply above
Ice tapping at the window
As the
Snow tucks me in
Just in time to cover the popping spring
But still
The smell is glorious
When I poke my nose
Out the front door
It should be gone
By the morrow