i am tristing with Spring Time.

(though winter has once again left me with despair,
he is my re-supplier of all that is delight)

i am antici-painting:
red-tipped tree limbs
blue-skied water
warm pinking skin
green up-stretching fescue
happy flecking brown eyes

growing. growing.
stupid of the cycle.
living in the warm delight.
burying the winter under happy.