Sunday, April 18, 2010

three strikes and you're all out

Spring doesn't come with the 81 degrees.

Spring doesn't come with the green leaves.

Spring doesn't come with the red tulips and yellow dandelions.

Spring doesn't come when you roll down your windows.

Spring doesn't come when you turn your music up a bit more than you know you should.

Spring doesn't come when you sing a bit louder than you should.

Spring doesn't come with the soft grass.

And Spring doesn't come with the calender.

Spring comes when you are sitting peacefully in your room with the windows cracked. Sitting in your desk reading homework. Sitting in your desk breathing fresh air. Sitting in your desk thinking that "Life is Good."

Spring comes with the wasps.

2 comments:

rinielsmusings said...

I like how you go from "Spring comes when you are sitting... desk thinking that "Life is Good" to "Spring comes with the wasps."
You didn't mention the pollen, though! haha.
I liked this. It was fun. :D

Maggie DeVries said...

Ha ha, it was quite unpleasant because I heard a wasp behind me and I freaked out! And it was such a nice day out, too. :)