Will shorts ever be an option?
Cold winds blow frozen
Ice it seems encloses
No bright, growing spring
No warm summer sun.
Harsh, angry weather
Keeping winter coats on
In what was suppose to be spring.
No respite
Birds shivering
Tulips freezing
Babies crying
No,
Shorts are not an option tonight.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019