Grey stubble of trees along the river
fuzz along the ridges
waiting for spring
clouds grey above, water steel
hills dark, trees bare and shaking
in the hard wind of today
we’re all trembling,
waiting for spring
praying for strength
praying for renewal.
Day 4 NaPoWriMo
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Yes. Nice word pictures.