Tonight's Poet Corner: Spring Lasted Too Long
Spring Lasted Too Long by Belinda Roddie There you stood, seven years down the road, with pale cheeks and pink heels, looking forlorn, your finger endlessly tapping on a nearby cloud. "It's so squishy," you hummed, happy as a bumblebee, while I stood guard in a field where the sun was hot and the reeds were tall and I couldn't stop sneezing.