I Forget

Every year, I forget
the lush color of too-tall grass.
how bright the sun is on the way to work.
my jacket at home, even when I need it.
how long it takes for the trees to begin to bud.
that mice can get into the house.
the musty smell of impending rain.
how soon sun lotion becomes essential.
that carpenter bees love to eat my porch.
how tired I get when the daylight lingers.
the taste of a cold beer on a warm evening.
my favorite songs that drive away the winter blues.
that spring is my favorite season.

Comments

Margie said…
Good to share your thoughts.

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