Palinode For An Equinox

this time of year offers naught for our comfort so it might appear days draw in. the year seems tired at the thought of doing it all over again colder as if the heart has said its last and hope itself had forgotten what it's supposed to do this time of year is a test of mind. a huge seasonal game, thought up by a child's wisdom and suppressed laughter, lips bubbling with love on a sunny day, this time of year, feel the spring, with suppressed laughter haha caught you stealing in like Dad to your bedroom on Christmas Eve with something the heart hopes for but didn't expect it would get this year pull this cracker with me and a little present falls out wrapped in a curl of timeless... here, read it for yourself