A Ha'Sonnet Will Do
The snowdrops wave their small white heads starting the rave from Winter’s beds To add some mirth up from the earth a crocus pokes
Words and images © Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
The wind is cold blowing the snow So uncontrolled Letting me know that Nature’s plans override man’s and shares no cares
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
He spent the night watching the snow’s erratic flight through his windows Not knowing how to drop the plow he idled by
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
