South facing hill

Day 802, 03:59 Published in USA USA by derdim

South facing hill

My land is warm,
Sheltered from the winter wind.
My neighbor faces north.
He and cold are kin.

I have daffodils
In earliest spring,
While his land lies
Under snowy wing.

My fruit trees bloom
In colors, pink and white,
While his stay hidden
And out of sight!

With March’s last gasp
A frost hits all
He picks his fruit
While I have Fall.