if I am quiet
will he leave

I do not want
a present

I do not want
to be present

the snow is
no longer

fresh it turns
to ice and

I am always
cold

winter seems
so long

this year

it is spring
and green

is here
it dominates

the atmosphere

feeling itself
the majestic

color

it does not
conceive of time

it thinks it is

the first
the last
the always

but we know
better so we

enjoy it while
we can

I say the word
that was taken

for granted for
so long

and now there

are so many
questions

being asked
about these

categories

and sometimes
I don’t know

what to say
I have to stop

and think

sometimes that
is good and

sometimes that
is bad only

time will tell

raised in empathy
not to be your

enemy
why do you

hate me you
never even

met me
you call me

a name but
I already have

a name please
let me

introduce myself
you will see

we are blood
relatives

shed like
a cat but

make it tears

leave them
everywhere

so everyone
gets them

all over
themselves

so they find
them in

the strangest
places

and wonder
where they

came from