Bitter snow
A handful of vagrant seeds
Juncos all alight with hunger
In the teapot
Leaves grow cold
exiles child
Poems
Bitter snow
A handful of vagrant seeds
Juncos all alight with hunger
In the teapot
Leaves grow cold
exiles child 
Tea pot, melting thought
Sharing a sip with loneliness
on a wonder winter spot…
🙂
Such snow as this is
Covers living and dead
Hearts hold out for Spring