Sunday, March 16, 2014

Dear Spring, Please Hurry

The snow outside my window has melted

enough for the large icicles to break off and come crashing

to the high-piled drifts below.

I jump every time. As though this were an unexpected thing

to happen in the dead of winter

on a warmer-than-freezing day. I want to hope

it is nature’s odd way of reminding me spring is coming. 

Spring is coming. Soon, love.

Just not today.

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