Hope Is Also the Bud in Snow Friday, January 6, 2017Sunday, May 15, 2022Ken that clings to the branch tightly closed, layered in fine colors for the Spring – unashamed she will show Her yellow petticoats to me and dances with the wind. Perfume upon me from an immodest touch. Share this poem:TwitterFacebookTumblrRedditEmailLinkedInWhatsAppPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related