Snow, snow, go away
come back as rain;
preferably not the frozen kind
that'd be great.
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Sitting Here Thinking (2019)
PoetryShort poems of varying subjects and construction, but deep enough to be swallowed in. Written while sitting anywhere, lost in thought about everything and anything. These were written mostly in the year 2019. Please feel free to leave any feedback...
Not Today
Snow, snow, go away
come back as rain;
preferably not the frozen kind
that'd be great.
