The Day After the Day Of

The sky sheds its tears. This morning is the morning of the day after


SPRING by Peter Brav   I’ve had enough of the white stuff Frigid, miserable bite stuff Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye, Rudolph light fluff If I wanted frozen hands and eyes If I wanted aching shovel backs If I wanted weather weather everywhere Meteorologists warning me of sights unseen Knocking traffic, sports and other chaos From […]

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