Spring will soon show its bright new coat.
Just one more whiff
of cold, perhaps to say
“This is what you
are leaving behind, now
get ready for the
colors and scents ahead.”
And the woods are
littered with past years’ adventures.
A space for poetry and other short literature, as well as the occasional opinion on the state of affairs today.
Back in the late 1970’s and early 80’s, I was a poor working stiff. But I could go out and find places to spend money, when I had it. B...