A seasonal, personal poem.
Another spring scented poem. 🙂
First day of March, which in many places counts as a spring month. Finally! 🙂
February is about over now and the spring months are fast approaching, finally.
A reminder of the cyclical nature of nature and life, that autumn is but a long sleep before rebirth.
Something that just hit me a short while ago.
It’s here, and it’s time to deal with the negative parts of it.