HOPEFULLY IN SEASON

HOPEFULLY IN SEASON

I can’t wait to feel the sun, so he can hush calling my name

To watch the trees dance up close before they shake loose their leaves

Feel the grass brush against my feet, missing me

Sit on my porch and remember it, the memories, the love

The wind is eager to greet me on my day once again

The rain calls for my pores like a lover lost

And my smile eagerly awaits their return.

pansies are pretty

Just bought a notebook. Its covered in a pretty pretty coloful pansies. How cute. Never thought I was a pansie girl. More of a daisy or lily, but hey! Whatever.
Not feeling to well to day. I hate drinking OJ when sick so because I'm tech not sick yet, I have stocked up. Have some tomatoe soup, need chicken noodle. Head hurts, don't feel like thinking. Outside will do me some good but I don't want to sit outside. Mabey I'll open the window instead.