Warm March

       You know when fireworks delight

       The simple darkness of the night...

       Sprites give elated sighs and titter

       Adding some bliss into the bitter

       Strings take a cue before the eyes

       So clatter simply melt the ice...

       It's not a honey pie :

       Just drops and crumbs.

       You've played your cards well, Dear,

       Hearts are trumps

       So drink it now. No time to wait !

       Cause soon the dream will dissipate...

       
       by Vottre Provocateur

       Illustrated by my photo of the city downtown


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