Life is poetry waiting to be written
I like the idea of winter as a bully that doesn't win. Good image.
Thank-you for reminding me:) Today the bullies have the upper hand...road closures, accidents everywhere. The plows are pulled off the roads until it stops blowing so hard. But after a while yes! spring will come.
Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!