Feb 16, 2010 22:29
It's spring, and the colors are singing to me...
how is the time so short, these bright incandescent days
flit by... seeming like moments of pure
anticipation - laced with the smell of green
suddenly I'm that child again
afraid to sleep, or I'll miss something...
here I come... wait for me!
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