Thursday, March 13, 2008

Spring

And with the end of gardening came a sad sigh of relief
not just a chapter but a whole book closed
It shouldn't have this effect on me
Another has this effect on me
She shouldn't have this effect on me
I'm doomed for a new round of new heartache
But this hill is sloping down and I'm afraid I can't stop it
I'm being honest now
My heels left the ground
My head's in the clouds
I sat in the dark and spoke to God
It's going to have an effect on me
I can't even see straight

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