Morning drizzle.
Afternoon snow.
Release the spring! I scream,
Crazy delusions of
Humid, hot summer days.
Outside I button my coat.
Undershirt and sweater a must.
Too much snow in Idaho.
Lilies in my dreams,
I can almost smell them, touch their petals...
Kites are flying endlessly surrounding children
Everywhere...
And then the rain...the snow... the hail...
Looks like the groundhog was wrong.
I should be wearing a dress, instead
Of wool underwear...
No one should feel this cold.
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So I Don't Unravel: Poetry
PoesieJennifer White's poetry focuses on her own experiences as a wife and mother in rural Idaho. She broaches the topics of relationships, death, and her reflections on life.
