mumbled sentences to a passing acquaintance
March 26, 2007
as springtime lifts its sleepy head
first night to sleep with my windows open
first night to sleep in shorts
first day to wear sandals
springtime, i relish you,
but do not hasten away too soon.
p.s. thoughts about chicago to come. i think?
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