the Brush Dreams of Spring

the Brush Dreams of Spring

…inspired by the new light of 2016

think warm my dreamer,
bring this life all in from the cold,
and your belief you’re getting old,
lost in a Twilit’ generation,
hold your reservations,
Sunlight’s plainly about to break,
from this childish hibernation,
decisions sweet as Spring returns,
the fresh puddles,
earned from the rain-drops of Winter,
as the year before,
covered below the falling snow,
so saddle up a smile,
there’s the horizon yet to roam,
on this battled road you’ve known,
for a destination that will lead you on,
further from and yet towards,
a place you’ve called,
and will again,
your heart,
and also named as home.

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