Spring Is Getting Closer Every Hour

The door is open today, Roosters are making themselves known With their wild screech cackles. I am happy, for I sense the onset of spring. The sun is smiling on my hands now As they glide across this page with a poet’s heart. I am being lulled into a nap-like trance, Realizing Nirvana has not forsaken us. Cat and dog have joined me. Dog jealous of cat, cat with no clue Until Dog leaps from couch and pins him. Dog is sitting next to me in sun now, angry to be scolded. The sun and I are the bosses today. We are not putting up with any Meanness or bad thoughts. I feel Spring getting closer every hour.