The Spring
The noise
that is the sunrise
teases her
the girl that never sleeps
The sound of running water
fills the air
as winter melts into spring
Sidewalks are flooded
and socks are wet
as she sips her coffee with a headache
the girl that hasn't slept
The water is quickly flowing
the grass and perennials are growing
all in anticipation of the first day of spring
Boo. I didn't like that at all. Maybe I'll try again tomorrow. I just realized today that Friday is the first day of spring. As long as winter is, the first day of spring always seems to sneak up on me. Peace out.
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