Rebirth
We teeter on the brink..
Ever poised, on that oh-so ragged edge
We refer to as spring
Buds split the end of branches...
Gasping for a taste of sunlight
Meadowlarks sing
Mindsets shift 'round to love
And renewed life
Warmth will bring
To every corner but mine...
(or so it would seem...)
The lilting dance once again
Passes me by
Another year gone
Here again, am I..
Sitting alone, trying to grasp
Whatever it means....
Waiting, watching
And wondering...
Here again, am i..
Precariously perched,
On the precipice of spring...
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