Damp Northern Spring
on May21 2012
Alberta weather is decieving. The skys are sunny and the wind is warm on a May day, only to turn ccccold, grey and wet. Plans are changed. Small children are disappointed.
This is my first poem using my iphone. I stood in the cold waiting for the bus on my way to an interview wishing I could stay indoors instead.
Wet damp northern spring
Chilled bones you bring
More snow on feathered wing
Child waits for summer swing
