
Mild Winter
Missing the bite
I stare
at rounded hills
and mountain peaks
where the white
collects
but isn’t shared
this year
with the lowlands
and valleys
and miss
the snow
while thoughts
churn
like clouds

Mild Winter
Missing the bite
I stare
at rounded hills
and mountain peaks
where the white
collects
but isn’t shared
this year
with the lowlands
and valleys
and miss
the snow
while thoughts
churn
like clouds