a sky full of beauty
These are the days for dreaming,
letting the mind loose ~
to wander where it will and savor soft spots dwelled upon.
These are the days for singing,
letting the voice carry ~
through leaves and trees, buzzing bumbily.
These are the days for spinning,
letting the body drink ~
the longed for sun, the rejuvinated air, your freedom.
4 comments:
i can't believe that after all the snow melted, we have cute little perky daffodils
spring comes
no matter what
yes.. its beer-thirty!
beach chairs and booze!
Well, that is a lovely post! I was glad to see the sun today as well, and so was my garden.
I thought that said "a skull full of beauty" at first glance.
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