
In honor of this most brief of months, a poem, illustrated.
February
The clouds, a blanket overhead,
Won’t let the sun get out of bed,
And crows among the seagulls fly
Like salt and pepper in the sky.
Artist and visual communicator
In honor of this most brief of months, a poem, illustrated.
The clouds, a blanket overhead,
Won’t let the sun get out of bed,
And crows among the seagulls fly
Like salt and pepper in the sky.