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Spring's here
The day was balmy
And I was as dull as drying paint
Plastered to the walls of my mind
While the world buzzed outside my window
I distantly heard its newfound restlessness
The soft murmurs of chirping birds -
Tomorrow
Tomorrow I hope that
there is equity among people of all beliefs,
that our environment isn’t being destroyed by our ever-increasing emissions,
and that gun violence is a thing of the past. -
Replaced
I tiredly stumbled down the hallway.
Gently swinging the bedroom door open.
I peer down over the paint-chipped baby blue crib.
I look into the the soft face of my son.
He opens his eyes.
This isn’t my son.
Where has he gone! -
She's beautiful
I look up at the moon.
At her dust-covered crevices.
Her bright light guiding us through the dark.
She circles our planet.
Perpetually moving around our beautiful earth.
Earth's only natural satellite.