Spring is late as we

March 21, 2014

Spring is late as we
stand outside those
glass doors, locked
at opening
hour, hungry
and counting
up every minute past its
due date, fists tucked
into gloves, hidden
in sleeves, forgiving
smiles frozen ready
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Written by yi-ching lin Posted in art, life, personal, poetry, reflections, thoughts, writing Tagged with cold, frozen, gloves, grin and bear it, late, poetry, ready, sleeves, spring, wait, waiting, winter, wish