A mysterious feeling in the air,
draws everything to it,
calls the birds back home,
coaxes the animals out of hiding,
sparks a newfound energy,
and sprouts green.
the green of desire.
desire to live with purpose,
start afresh,
recreate,
and send out new shoots
with no worries as to where they settle.
renews my spirits,
shakes the heavy cloak of a long winter,
refreshes my soul with every
drop
of
rain.
spring makes me green.
2 comments:
you're beautiful. like a spring mist.
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