Impatience
IMPATIENCE
it’s spring gloomy day
and i watch from the window
strange quiets and excitements
hang in the humidity
like ghostly, long caged voices
the green explosion
has destroyed winter’s hold,
silenced the screaming,
and impatient nature
awaits a late burst of sun
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