Knitting the Temperature 2015

May 2015

May

The wind is tossing the lilacs,

The new laugh in the sun,

And the petals fall on the orchard wall,

But for me the spring is done.

Beneath the apple blossoms

I go a wintry way,

For love that smiled in April

Is false to me in May

~ Sara Teasdate

Grandma Snyder

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