No winter is like
the winter
we deal to ourselves
No spring is like
the spring
that arrives in spite of it
Gratitude is like
a thaw in the mind
It runs from the eyes –
like wine
No winter is like
the winter
we deal to ourselves
No spring is like
the spring
that arrives in spite of it
Gratitude is like
a thaw in the mind
It runs from the eyes –
like wine