Sally Plumb Plumb - Underfoot

When I tread,
in secret, the untrodden snow,
with Winter,
I shuffle, beside the low sun,
of Autumn
and dance with daisies
in the wild meadow
of Summer.

Underfoot,
the birth of Spring
is difficult.

Sally Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

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