Thursday, February 25, 2016

Dear Spring,

Dear Spring,

Please arrive soon.  I'm cold, I miss your shades of green, the chirping birds & sounds of lawn mowers. Being cooped up in the house all winter isn't good for the soul.  I hope to feel the warmth of the sun on my bare arms very soon.


P.S. Could you imagine if I lived in Maine!  Looks beautiful but I'm not built for it.

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