Spring Thoughts & Weird Ideations
I may not be who you think I am, but really, down deep, does it matter a Damn ?
I'm probably not who I think either, but I'm tryin' to be, so allow me a breather !
I need some time/space, to think and record,
and a spark [ besides business ], that won't leave me cold.
______________________________
This time of year, things sprout, and begin,
force up to the light, and live once again,
all pulses will quicken,some hormones will surge,
Lifting even the oldest,with some long dormant urge.
To build, to expand, to grow in some manner,
to pick up a cause, and march 'neath it's banner.
_____________________________________
The Garden's too wet to till, or to burn last year's waste.
The earth is full of promise, yet the Mother pauses
unsure to bring forth tender shoots, and risk the killing frosts that lurk to the north.
Brave Jonquils risk it all, lording thier yellow glory over winter's brown remains.
Posted by treymorgan_3
at 8:50 PM EST
Updated: Saturday, 27 March 2004 9:09 PM EST