Day 1 – April First

April First

It turns to spring outside

But inside my heart still feels like winter

I sit in the back yard and wonder how

We got here

I miss lattes and friends and rainbows

I miss the warmth of summer and the feel of baseball glove leather against my palms and the way my hair smells like sunshine on Sundays in the park

I wait for the moment somebody reminds me it’s April first.

Day 1 – Spring Fever

Spring Fever

Today is a day of fools.

Spring fever,
And all I want is to throw my arms out,
And dance in the sunshine.

I shake off the snow,
Let the wind blow kisses against my skin.

My hair smells like the sun,
And I walk toward the moon.

One fool in a world of folly.