• The winter air no longer bothers my skin.
    I feel spring come,
    Wrapping it's warm sun along my arms.
    The bright mornings light up my eyes
    With an all new sensation.
    The fear of night that had once crawled up my back
    Has been replaced with the anticipation
    For a new day to begin.
    Wake me, my Spring,
    And let me love you for another morning.