Spring Fever

It sprung sprouting new growth up inside of me a few days ago. I began to get antsy and fancied a pinch snatching up my hair. And Lord behold this is rare to see my eyes flaring as I do stare. So am I seeing what I am supposed to see stricken into a glow? I have a life you know so take a sniff, sneeze, or just blow. Oh! So now you snare but who cares when you are not fair? Oh! So now you share a jest prayer to spread every where? It seems to jump from you to me steadied by a lifelong flow. I am all beside my lovely self, Up in the air my breath will do. Grounded in a story within itself, Flowing I am to me as I am to you. Already I am an abundant over achiever, So now, I am running wild with spring fever. ® Registered: Ann Rich 2010