Sunday, 27 March 2016

Lay It On Me

A circle spinning new beginnings
A seasons promises unfolding
Winter's claws behind closed doors
Discarded weak no longer holding

In the air there is excitement
A sense of change is bubbling up
Today my special breakfast
Is cracking eggs in my egg cup

I lay in wait and expectation
Breath held lungs like powder kegs
Daylight saving has me craving
For those springtime Easter Eggs

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