• Özlem Özkan

Spring Snow


Oh, snow you have never come in spring.

The birds need to digest your arrival.

The blossom stopped growing.

The hot tea is back.

Oh snow, I welcome you.

May you bring joy and let me know

that this is your last hello before your bye.

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