Fun fact: April is National Poetry Month! Last year, one of my favorite blog posts was this little piece on the 10 Things that Make Me Blush, which also happened to be a poem! So, I figured why not take another stab at it this year?! Holla.
I don’t remember how we first met, or when I felt the first brush of your fingertips on my skin I remember the past though so cold, and full of bitter air Our words coughed together in gasps of dying breath. I think the first time I felt you there was when your beams of light graced my face So full of grace, forgiveness, and happiness I struggle when you leave me so alone sweating in your dirty sheets thirsting for another sip of your relief I want you to come visit me every day, every moment awake to your sweet tones and melodies Fall asleep as you chirp our memories I know you by no other name than Spring.