Spring Is Coming - Poem by Renee Marie
I was simply where I had to be today,
nothing more and plenty less than my best.
I'm a bit sick with fermenting dreams souring my smile.
I was where I had to be today; auto-pilot got me there
and landed me safely back to bed, holding a warm bowl of ‘Chicken Noodle 'I Love You' and
'Everything Will be Okay' and
this spring I will garden again,
© Reneé Marie
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