Friday, April 9, 2010

Free as a Bird

Fluttering, pastel daisy petals swarming within
Slightly warm temperatures between cool breeze.
All the seeds opening into new life,
You can see a smile forming on the trees.

Animals awaken into constant movement
Never looking back into their dark holes.
Nothing can stop their renewed ambition,
There is a fresh gleam around their soles.

Dirt paths lead to flowing streams
Neighborhood children play near daily.
Laughter echoes through the meadow,
Floating upon butterfly wings faintly.

Such a great experience now
Everything seems brand new.
White picket gate is finally open.
Time to come on through!

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