Thursday, February 13, 2014

Indian Spring.

I was pretty devastated last year
when summer ended.

But surprisingly,
winter hasn't been that bad.

I was thrilled today
when Provo was 45 degrees.
(Also, Delaware was getting pummeled with snow.)

I wore flats instead of boots
and the tops of my feet got to see the sun.

I took a ten minute walk outside
in the warmth
during the middle of work.

And I thought,
I would gladly live through the pain
of a million summers dying
if it means that I get to have
days like today.

There would never be that kind of joy
without that kind of pain.

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