spring day
for beginnings, and
endings, shall set me free.
on the threshold
the path
this road I travel
tis toward the
space out of time
the breeze
the scent of me.
how shall I spend you?
this day. this
glorious day.
this day
this marvelous day
I will indulge
in the smell of you.
O spring day.
Cliché? Touché !!
but I do not care
for I am going
to enjoy this day.
this SPECTACULAR day.
I shall don my hat
and ply the paths
for they are a~plenty.
this day
this blue-sky day
with my blistered feet
bruised and battered
I will not
deny me
this day
hopped up on java
I escape
to the day
this delightful spring day