A spring night after
the morning snow
melted to memory
with the western light
dying over Jersey
I settled into my seat
for the long trip home.
A spring night after
the morning snow
melted to memory
with the western light
dying over Jersey
I settled into my seat
for the long trip home.
It was after five
Enough light to catch the Brooklyn
brownstones on my way to
the train.
Dream of spring
Dream of sweet peas
tendrils through the snow
Yearning for sun.
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