Saturday, April 12, 2014

NaPowriMo Day 8

It's the translucent blue skies
That summon me from the cavens of a cool house
The gentleness of a breeze as the sun warms the skin
The feel of no layers
Spring,
Spring has come!
I can now shout gleefully
Until the next snowfall comes
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