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Apr 2019
Spring time.

A time for squirrels and birds to defrost their tiny feet.

A time for life to come out from under the winter's snow and to live again.

Spring time.

A time for all life to live once again.
Whether it's the crickets, the critters or the squirrels?

It's time for all to live once again.

Enjoy the red cinders floating by in the sky from the bonfire a few streets away.

The smell of lighter fluid, charcoal and hot dogs grilling a few doors down.

Enjoy the jet's trail in the aqua colored sky as it soars miles above the Earth.

The sound of the waves crashing upon the beaches shoreline.

Enjoy a cozy thunderstorm and the lightning that turns night into day.

The quiet time during that thunderstorm to write and to feel so connected to life.

Enjoy it all because soon enough, winter will be here once again.
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The Concrete Poet  M
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