Seasons of you

You were my budding first signs of Spring
You were my Summer green adornment
You were my Autum butterfly emerging from cocoon

Now you are the empty Winter branches
bare
chilly

vulnerable
discomfort

…reaching…

~ copyright Kelly Elaine ~

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