The Winter has run too long,
I wait with hope for warmer days....
My tresses, ragged from the wind,
Cling tightly to the memories of sunny moments....
A bit broken,
But not beyond repair....
For I have fought the long and dark
Of the year before, and bear the scars.
They heal in delicate pattern....
For now I simply sigh,
A droplet here and there.
The buds belie my words.
Full bloom is close again!
A little under the weather here....but I'll be back full force for the Fat Tuesday draw! If you haven't signed up, click on the pic that says "WIN!!!"
Until I can drag myself about a bit better~~~
Pax....


