Poetry

Spring is

I hope as it got up to 61 degrees outside

and the sweatpants have to be put away.

But, this spring feeling doesn’t seem to be lasting very long and the temperature starts to drop again as it starts to get dark outside.

So much to look forward too as the clocks are set forward and what feels like nine am is now ten am.

I look forward to what is to come for I am quite tired of the cold and up and downs as I just want to go outside and keep once layer on not keep adding for I don’t want to sick.

The ability to go some where is quite risky these days and makes you second guess your plans as the days continue on.

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Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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