Spring in February

sleep on and off like a light
eyes awake in the dark -
I always remember my dreams

bright sun today - the beach
and sea will be beautiful
if I could get my body to go

heating clicks on and off
I hear the birds chirping outside
back and front - they think
spring is here in February, I too

have delight in the temperate winds
the cool-warm February days
and my walks out down the
lanes of my love, and my first
afternoon in the garden

so much to look forward to
this year - a hope not hollow
and a search not thirst
I will see the desert wells overflow

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