Spring Therapy - Revisited
What a vivacious spring morn'
Even in tune with, a sweet meadowlark
Although the fine feathered friend, is not in my sight
For this early riser, blinded by the suns' beaming rays of light
I languidly stroll upon, my fresh stained deck
Suddenly I'm slip slidin' away, bounce on my butt
Spill my fresh brewed to perfection java, with smoothing sensations
A carmel swirl latte, loaded to the peak with froth
As a snowcapped mountain of joy
I hear my pools' filter, humming, ever so softly
The heater on all night, I gaze at a wonderous display of steam
Appearing on the top deep end
I spot a coin, a quarter, I believe
as I reach for the garden hose
Chlorine rushes to the forefront of my nose
Geese returning from the south
Deposit droppings as I turn on the aqua
Spray down the concrete, as I hear their giddys caws
Preparing to take that first plunge
A school bus calls
Finally, I take that first dive
Splash! Splash! into the very depths of therapy
My toes touch bottom
and quickly spring back to the surface
Facing morning glory, I shed a tear for the red, white and blue
In astonishment, I gaze at the gorgeous, crystal clear, baby blue sky
Not a cloud in sight
Awakened, repenished, alive
Another blessed day I survive
I thank the good LORD
This way I must say
Another spring therapy day
Spent my way
poem by Matt Mondschein
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