Saturday, April 3, 2010

New

Spring all new no more dead things.
trees will burst full of green
daises and buttercups grow underneath
the sun will warm my feet
i will throw my shoes off
sunhats sunglasses
sunscreen and sand
the smell of mown grass
sunburn
lemonade glass
icecubes
rain
almost summer still here
so much more in spring than ever more

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