A woolly breeze blows
the spring cloak unfurls the sun
umbrellas open
My mind is slightly frazzled from all the driving today. I’m not sure I’ve got it in me to write a longer poem, but I guess that’s part of NaPoWriMo. You write (and share) whatever decent beginnings you can in a short amount of time. It’s almost like writing for a deadline in college again, but at least I’m writing!
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