The Midlife Crisis Poet
Some people have affairs or buy a motorcycle. I became a poet.
Wednesday, April 7, 2021
Awaken
The lilies of the valley,
for now just blades of jade,
are inching their way up, up, up
having emerged from the brown earth
and old red mulch
and the crunchy dead leaves of last year.
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