the smell of spring mimics your perfume
sifting through the woods like a graceful deer
and among the wayside flowers i browse
through a myriad of beautiful colors.
you can find reasons to get lost
in the forest.
reasons that are easy to understand,
yet difficult to believe they exist.
the sun has yet to travel towards the west,
leaving us another day.
making us feel we are alive despite little
pitfalls, little woes.
look at the trees: they sway to and fro
with the wind. but there's no wind now
and i feel a surge of freedom:
a basket of fresh flowers picked from
your garden.
3.20.06
