One: Spring

I am the spring

Unfreezing the frost

On the words

I could have sworn I had lost

 

Melting the ice

 In the veins

Like the rivers starting to flow again.

 

Starting to grow again

Blossoming into what I’ve always been

But convinced that I was not

 

I am the spring.

Bursting back to life after

The leaves lost and flowers wilted

And the freezing of winter

 

You may not see it

But I am the spring

Fresh and vivid

Re-opening my eyes to the world

 

I am the spring.

Zero.

Here’s the deal I’m sure. You’ve seen it before. I know it’s been done. One post a week for the next fifty-two weeks, or year if you prefer. Let’s see how this works out. I have problems committing and this is committing. So I suppose you’ll hear from me next week… Hopefully.