Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

The Air of Spring

My friend Spring returned today
I knew from my bed where I laid on this day.
I stretched my limbs and I gave a small yawn
While a gentle breeze fluttered in from the lawn.
The curtains did lift from their long winter seat,
As I watched them flit and dart like sparrows' feet.
I sat back in bed and I breathed in real deep...
Grinning as I watched Winter fade into sleep.

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