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| Feeling Spring I wonder if Spring will ever come. I look out the window to see the bare trees and the brown grass... mud mostly now .. from the winter it has just survived. Through the pane of the glass .. I can feel the chill of the air outside. so cold... I wrap my arms tightly around my chest. Will I ever again feel the sun on my face? I take another look at the bleakness around me and turn away.. Thoughts of you fill my mind for the thousanth time today. I imagine you standing in front of me I picture your face as you stand there I picture your arms reaching out your lips touching mine I stand there for a moment.. eyes closed... trying desperately to feel you there.. alone in my thoughts... wanting you so much... and there.. in my mind.. I find you I turn back to the window.. the sun shines through the pain .. to touch my face. perhaps the green of the grass and the trees will soon return.. and in my heart..... I feel spring. |
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