Welcome

Hello to all and welcome here
to a place, a dwelling if you will
watch the trees that tickle the sides
and the flowers in our eyes
and the bees, who close their eyes
and whose stingers kill.
I hope you find what you look for
and if not, take what I have.
I will give everything to you drenched
in berries and nature's sugar.
If winter should ever come, don't worry
our spirits may leave, but our bodies will have their time.

Lost, lost in the piles and piles of snow.

I love this light in winter time;
the frost cakes in the carpet.
In winter time we'll have our way.
Tombstones the mean belong in.