Rebirth of the, flowers and trees.
Birth of the new, mammals and bees.
A fresh start for natures children.
For humans, that is a fiction.

With little snow, still on the ground.
At the edge of life all around.
Snow reminds me of my struggles.
In bed, I just want to wallow.

Springs fresh new start,
Oh my lonely heart.
Chasm between.
Future unseen.

The birds return within their flocks.
I can’t find my brand new socks.
I feel like I’m trapped, in a box.
I can’t even keep straight my thoughts.

I know there’s joy within spring time.
My loneliness on a big sign.
I should get out, enjoy the day.
Push my thoughts far away .
#lonlyness #mightpoets