Snowbird As the sky turnsFrom blue to creamy yellowWhen the sun sinks lowerAnd we begin to feel mellow Feeling the slight tingleof freshly sun-kissed skin And freckles on a noseThat knows not how to begin Your sapient thoughts confirmThis is where you need to beBrush off the cobwebsIn search of liberty For all the winter clothesAre but just anContinue reading “Snowbird”