my eyes are like x-rays as I meander through the City and the the sights, sounds, and smells flash through my brain and come out as words that dance upon a page.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Hope
morning in the city park today
through the damp earth
new green shoots did part
will become tulips or daffodils maybe
their hopeful promise of Spring is
a balm to my chapped Winter heart
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