it’s a little bit of this and a
lot a bit of that
and suddenly,
there’s a thin sliver of a silvery dream
curling and ribboning like a ballerina’s arm
from the hopeful cauldron of my
springtime soul

oh yes, this is me
bursting on through
bidding fare-thee-forever-well to
winter’s wicked witchiness
burning brooms & bridges
just to smell the sulfur in the air.

today, i’ll take the world by storm
and fly without my training wings.

just you wait and see.

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