Time's Vacation
Spring's here.
Birds sing as they flutter.
Honey drips from the sky.
Plants explode like champagne.
Sun penetrates my soul.
It runs like a river through my veins.
Flushing out the winter frost.
Barbecues drift through mossy fences.
Invisible pleasure sifts past me.
Time slows down, practicing for summer.
Copyright © Katherine Livingstone | Year Posted 2006
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