Monday, January 2, 2023

Storm of Poetic Bloomings

 Shovelfulls of Sunshine

 

I’m shoveling sunshine

In the place of snow.

In November,

Phoenix is the place to go.

 

I visited the equator.

It was quite warm there.

I was shoveling sunshine

As if I hadn’t a care.

 

I’m shoveling sunshine.

It sure is a breeze.

Then it’s back to Colorado

Where it’s seventeen degrees.

 

 

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