The cold
\nis a great blue rock.
\nCover me with the frost
\nof your little stars.
\nI lost yesterday
\nin dreariness.
\nI am a creature
\nof the sun,
\nof seashells and gold.
\nI barely make it through winter.<\/p>\n
Today,
\nsnowdrops blossom,
\nnineteen colonies in my yard.
\nHow I rejoice
\nto find their caps of pearl!
\nI will show Jack their bravery,
\nin the middle of winter,
\nsmiling gnomes.
\nToday,
\nthe sky itself burst open.
\nYesterday everything was dark.
\nMy spirit lifts like a gull,
\nloving winter for what it is,
\nand being permanent as a cloud.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The cold is a great blue rock. Cover me with the frost of your little stars. I lost yesterday in dreariness. I am a creature…<\/p>\n