Thursday, April 11, 2013

In Case of Gray

This first hard spring rain
has washed away my blue sky,
leaving mottled gray skies
where tendrils of melancholy
reach down
trying to touch my smile.
I fight back
with a yellow daffodil
clutched in my hand like a sword
and a running start across a field of
verdant green
sliding in
to cover my knees in sorrows mortal enemy-
grass stains.

I smile.

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