Sun streams across the sky,
finally dodging lowering clouds
that precipitated all afternoon.
Dull rain gives way to
turning clinging drops to
The grass's new green,
the glistening, glowing, shining
of sunlight after rain
twists into an ache in my chest,
calling me outside.
But the sharp slap of winter's last laugh
sends my face straight back in.
(Rough, I know. But when beauty strikes so sharp, I'm no longer going to stifle it in the name of dinnertime. Hope you enjoyed it. ;o)