Safe Till Spring

I opened my eyes
Crawled out of my bed
Following, sweet sounding music
Of heavens mandolins
Up for my tea
Waiting for spring
Never giving up winter’s
Mountain top sprees
I’m under your wings
In the glove, of Your hand
My tea, be it strong
As snow climbs cross the land
Heart and soul prodding
I have to spring on …
As winter springs free
It’s Victory song k
Kelly Sampson Griswold

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