A Rhyme For All Seasons
March 23rd, 2010
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Entering Spring. Awakenings after a seemingly endless sleep.
Entering Midlife. Wishing for sleep that’s encumbered by seemingly endless awakenings.
Beholding Spring. Air laced with lilac as budding leaves shimmer.
Beholding Midlife. Doubt encircling dreams as the present clouds the future.
Menopause. Who the hell cares.