I don't love it here
but there are fresh flowers even in the winter
I can cut them from my yard and strew them about
on top of my record player,
and in the bedroom on my dresser.
No matter the damask
the smell of sweet pink,
red and white sunshine
sits behind the curtains
of the bay window
in front of a 1970's Feng Shui.
He or she did not see his or her shadow,
So I suppose it won't be long.
Recordings are turning out great. Expect an upcoming release in the spring, details TBA. Happy Groundhog Day!