Poem: Skeleton Waits …How many days until spring? I don’t care!

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Black bones
Brown earth
Grey skies
Silence
Waiting
For green leaves
To explode

About the poem:
Why do I hear people saying, “Only 30 blah blah days until spring!”  What’s the point of that? Now is okay. What’s the rush?

The tree in front of the rec center looked so perfectly naked, empty and yet full of promise. But indeed, no hurry. Let me try to be that!

 

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