It's been a beautiful couple of days here, a much needed relief from the cold winter. It was actually a fairly warm winter, but there is still something about a nice spring day. People are happier, and more fun, and things seem good, even in the midst of whatever turmoil may be roiling just underneath the surface. It's like the warmth gives people the strength and fortitude to deal with it. I dunno - that's probably me waxing more psychological than I have a right to be. Anyway, poetry. Let's have some!!
spring city
the yellow sun gleams down,
bringing to life the colors of the city below -
red and yellow brick amidst the
concrete and glass,
old meeting new
under a clear blue sky,
just waiting for the spring greens
to show their colors
and add the pastoral to the urban landscape,
softening the edges and rounding its corners,
a city among the trees.
Thanks for reading,
Me
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