the snow came in early October
pushing the yellows and oranges
onto streets
down to the cold concrete
the sun hid behind gray clouds
and Autumn was nowhere to be found
with so much of Winter
all around.
infusing poetry into the mundane
infusing poetry into the mundane
the snow came in early October
pushing the yellows and oranges
onto streets
down to the cold concrete
the sun hid behind gray clouds
and Autumn was nowhere to be found
with so much of Winter
all around.
A.P. Bastian 