Please Wake Me In the Spring

Please Wake Me In The Spring Mind racing wandering brain need to clear out the clutter and cabin fever Out there I see snow falling softly like dust motes you see in summer light shadows I've tried to make friends with winter or at the least acceptance of the cold, the constant color of gray surrounding me I'm not going to lie to myself I love the warm sun, the green grass flowers and bees, leaves on all the trees butterflies and warming my toes in the sand listening to the waves hitting the shore ah, sweet sounds to my ears my eyes, my skin awakens to my friend the sun. My soul is thrilled to its core Therefore, I so wish I could throw the blankets over my head hibernate then wake up not knowing what time it is or remembering where I was I think death must be like that only you don't come back or maybe you do and suddenly you are a bird with a new language sweet songs wings and so many places to go Yes! I have felt that graceful flight true freedom in my winter dreams.