Oh Spring, the memory of your green, sweet warm afternoons graces me.
The thaw and drying of this clump of dirt
Hurling through space, preparing to round the celestial corner we call equinox.
Oh Spring, bring me your warming sunshine and all it means
Point us toward the sun; Do that to me one more time.
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I like this a lot. Who came up with it? The Captain and Tanelle thing is a nice touch.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mom. It is my original, and thanks for noticing the Captain and Tanelle reference. I think that dates both of us.
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