one step closer to flowers and sunshine and birds chirping and pleasant breezes and being able to wear short sleeves with no heavy coat and feeling the soft grass through my flip flops and easter candy and spring break
one step closer to memories of you and i hand in hand walking down a soft dirt lane sun on our faces the trees our only company
one step closer to the recollection of your strong arms loosely wrapped around my waist as we bathed inΒ Β the wonderful sunlight
in *spring
poets are like plants. we die in the winter, and come alive in the spring.