The dilemma is one to celebrate nor ignore.
As always, I choose the first.
Let nothing get in the way when the Muse wants to hear your song!
My love truly spans the Net
I embrace the diversity that is humanity
Vanity, profanity, insanity, unsanitary manatee.
The love I share and cannot hide
Is love for you
Bradford pear peeking out.
Spring fever hugs me this time of year
And won’t let go.
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When I feel the flow of spring, I feed my hopeful romantic, trying not to look people in the eye or say what I want to say to the reflection in the mirror, getting it down on paper before it’s lost.
My best friends bear with me during this period of euphoric elation, the natural high I get from seeing trees in bloom.