February is a blur
of Blue Jays,
feeding movements
in erratic display
a nip of frost
against their forms
eager for a
hideaway, not
any space to warm
their souls.
Behind my window
I sing of
deliverance
in coming Spring,
my song,
an echo of joy.
Richard L. Provencher
All messages for Richard or Esther can be sent directly to: richardprov2@gmail.com. They enjoy reading comments on their work. Readers are welcome to visit their website at: www.wsprog.com/rp/. Free downloads also available. They live in Truro, Nova Scotia. Canada. Blessings for your loved ones
