LOVE THY MEGAN

of all the little things...

there is a space that opens up big and wide and tall.

It reaches from beyond and grabs you by the shirt tails flings you about with the wind.

and it makes things tick a little faster heels clack a little louder.

and of all the little things I might just like to sit a while and look at leaves grow on bare branches.

to stand tip toed open palmed to the sun, feeling the little warmth that creeps into these days.

and of all the little things to ponder : remember it is nearly spring.

.

the then the now