
The remnants of winter
Linger in the cooler spring mornings
With grey skies, layers of clouds
Becoming lost in my own thoughts
How delicate today is
And tomorrow, never given
~
The days are only numbered if you count

The remnants of winter
Linger in the cooler spring mornings
With grey skies, layers of clouds
Becoming lost in my own thoughts
How delicate today is
And tomorrow, never given
~
The days are only numbered if you count