Wishful Thinking

I watched the morning sun melt into the day.
I felt its heat rising, volcanic power
Urging the white blanket to sink into
A thirsty ground, awaken
Earth worms, caterpillars, rollies,
And especially, I think we’ll all even
Roll out the flowers for mosquitos,
Anything to stop Winter
Sinking its teeth into Summer’s days.

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