My #ReblogWednesday is this lovely poem by Luke Otley. Read more of his poetry at lukeotley.com
There was the bus
beastly, pulling up
I sprinted, nimble in my winkle-pickers
thinking ‘ahh, there she goes’
in a lurching, twerking cloud of fetid stink
It’s funny; in your rushed make-up
lines climbed around your eyes like the
footprints of tiny sea birds
in a riverbed
‘Two winters is too long’, I thought
There must be
a place for me
somewhere
in the sun
jillypopmusic 
those of us in the snowy Northeast heartily agree!
It is enough snow already. Today at least it is sunny.
Good! yep I’m done with snow but unfortunately it’s not with me!!