look at the leaves how they dance in the glow of spring carried by the wintry air it seems the sun is yet to lay her warming hands on you you're still frozen over, hibernating possibly hiding for you know what's next to come
But in time you will find a way out of the darkness and gather the strenght to grow you will bloom like I always knew you would now dancing alongside the leaves carried by the hot summer breeze
another one for the gardenist. wrote this in physics class while looking out the window.