justwrite 1 march

the first day of spring brings with it a cleanup effort the sounds abound and the splashes catch us off guard it’s hard to walk and to talk at the same time but we feel fine even looking down at the ground so our feet don’t meet puddles we are muddled and befuddled over where the leaves are when the cars and the boots will be clean again waiting for it all to be green again we are friends and friendly lending good feelings and clean dealings until the time is up until the car horn sounds until a round-up of the hours results in flowers and in sunshine feeling so fine and ready to march there are parks to be explored and work to be ignored with that energy stored up over winter and turning now to blossom