Friday, May 13, 2005

Ah Spring

Birds, bees, warm sun, fresh air
Trees are blossoming
Spring Time
Hate my cubicle
Wish I were outside
Santa Cruz, Berkeley, San Francisco
Want to sleep in and stay up late
Want to run, childlike, through a park
Want sun on my skin and grass between my toes
Want to wake up to anything but my alarm clock
Want to play
Days getting longer
People getting feisty
Bubbling over
Can’t stay inside on a day like this
Flowers smell good
Breezes feel good
Summer is coming
I can taste it
Sunshine kisses my face when I step outside
Tingles up my spine
Happy, flirty, wonderful Spring
Want to play