Culture

I can taste the spring

Breathe in the air

Dream of tulips

Feel the twigs under my feet

Crunch away on the granola and mars bars

The chirping birds are giddy

The squirrels blasting a nut

It’s time to feel free

No icecream worries

No fretting over a pinecone

A refreshing breeze

And a shower splurge

The time is now

4 replies »

I welcome your thoughts

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s