“I went out this morning in search of spring.
For signs, or indications, or anything.
I went to a place where there once was an old mill
Where spring would first go, and goes there still…”
–Poem by WBOC’s Charles Paparella.
“I went out this morning in search of spring.
For signs, or indications, or anything.
I went to a place where there once was an old mill
Where spring would first go, and goes there still…”
–Poem by WBOC’s Charles Paparella.