where is my Spring?
why to winter must I cling?
waiting.
separate me from winter's cold and harsh sting.
no real commitment in spite of the gorgeous ring.
hold.
some may ponder,"why spring?"
well, I know she's more than just a once a year fling.
patience.
change and new life accompanies Spring; time to finally use my wings.
longsuffer.
the genesis of a season is spring...an epoch of original dated space she brings.
anticipate.
Tuesday
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