Don’t tell me it is spring
on a calendar square.
I will know it,
When I feel it.
Sun shining so bright
beyond the reflection of my skin
through the clouds in my mood,
deep into my winter soul.
I close my eyes
and can’t possibly imagine
a day as dark as winter.
The breeze sighs with relief,
we made it,
today.
Most would just use a calendar, measuring time as the years pass, one by one. But I feel like my life has flown by in only hours. The first hour I remember my earliest, I’m laughing; gasping through g
What is love? It is needed, right now, I do know that. Love can be the usual-- the candy and the hearts and the flowers, though this has never been my favorite kind of love. Love is cliche. Love gentl
