Seasons

Seasons

Spring was a new beginning,The days promised to grow longerAnd we promised to do betterThis time, unlike the last.But while Nature grew fresh and fragrantWe disregarded the lessonsThe previous seasons had taught usAnd made the same mistakesWe had resolved not to make....
Whitewash

Whitewash

The room was whitewashed – the fresh coating of plaster smelled eerily familiar. The paint had wiped away any scratches or smudges that had adorned the walls previously. Had they left nothing behind, though, in the house they had spent so many decades living in?...

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