He cannot remember when he first noticed her. Perhaps it was a glint of the morning sunshine on her auburn … More
though thy heart dwelleth in winter spring shall find its way the chrysalis seed shall burst through the frozen gray … More
Winter’s hanging on ~ Spring is coming, but slowly ~ The flowers still bloom.
In these days when the stone is moved, when the rays of a spring sun stream into the cave to … More
beneath the ice beauty lurks and is alive swimmers await the thaw this long winter has held you captive frozen … More
I stand midst falling bloom, forget a moment my crawling doom that is my mortal dread whilst bright petals rain … More
This rain, which beats the bright blooms to the ground, where they lie like a florescent carpet upon the emerald … More
The cold has returned. The flowers have bowed their heads. But I do not fear or fret for I know … More