BG full worm moon 1st full moon of spring a time of rebirth …………….time to step out of winter’s womb a peeling of layers that sheltered 1 from the cold the robins return a rebuilding of nests while the crocuses make there way through
BG our bridge a bridge that connects 2 worlds apart a bridge that connects 2 hearts never parted once near now gone i hear your whisper when the breeze lightly brushes by once near now far i feel
BG your angel 1’s heart’s tears are gathered in the feathers of an angel she sits upon your shoulder though no weight ………she is your strength, ………………….your laughter, ……………………..endurance & joy if leaning a little never fleeting never failing she will never let you
BG taste of spring the first taste of spring revealed in a bud preparing to bloom sunbeams kissing crocuses & robins return winter’s cold no longer lingering in the air time to open windows and clean out 1’s mind of clutter & rubbish
BG speculation my speculation is as good as yours a theory of the absurd a disrobing of thought really doesn’t amount to much counting up your wrongs my rights i have fewer than you boohoo placing attention the
BG get up wrapped up tied in a knot no where to go stay in your dream don’t tie your shoes and join the world stay in bed try to rest & snooze aches & pains will drift away finding solutions for the snags
