Spend my days

I will spend my days writing beneath the trees and a warm spring’s sun.

Bask in the laughter and company of an old friend.

Dance in celebration and twirl to set free,

My mind and body bottled since the winters freeze set in.

Play the music, start the record over

Live for the moment and never give in.

Here is now, and nothing is forever,

So turn up the music and sing a little louder.

For spring has sprung and the soundtrack has shifted,

And the guitar brings us a back to a place we remember.

 And into the summer the lightning storms warn,

That each day of summer is another summer gone.

As the first of the fall leaves fall to the ground,

We thicken our skin for another go-round.

We battle the brisk air and zip up our coats,

And mentally prepare for the dark winter months.