This poem, written in one sitting on a Sunday morning, is a reflection not only on the transition between the physical seasons, but on the condition of the authors heart, moving from a personal season of hurt and cold bitterness (winter), on the way towards one of happiness and warmth (summer). But there is the season in between - spring.
"3.14.21 - spring,"
The Hilltop Review: Vol. 12
, Article 16.
Available at: https://scholarworks.wmich.edu/hilltopreview/vol12/iss2/16