Something to Look Forward to

Not tomorrow

But on the horizon

I’ll be waiting

Anxiously

Like an giraffe

Head up, surveying

An image in mind

An ember inside

Melting the routine

Calendar circled

A smile lingers

Even strangers notice

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The sky cries happily

From barren ground

Life appears again


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