In my Evanston, it snows in March
I walk outside to the car but I stop, I feel the cool breeze of Winter wipe across my face I just stand there waiting… waiting for Spring In my Evanston, I sit in my chair all snug and toasty away from the frigid chill of Winter but now I miss Winter as it is slowly being devoured by Spring In my Evanston, I see the ice melt showing that Spring is coming show that the Winter is going and all that I will have to let it go I see the snow being turned into water But right before I let go of Winter I need to get ready for Spring I go get a rake and put it next to the door I take the hot chocolate gulp it down to make it go away I look at the time It is 12:00PM I walk outside and see the grass for the first time but it is not green I wonder if Spring will come in March? I sit there waiting for… Spring to come and I can’t stop thinking about Spring to come. |
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June 2014
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