About Spring
Standing
I had the windiest of walks
sunset is when the trees dance and the wind talks
And I love the spring trees
frothy and pink
I could eat their blossoms
until the taste of earth sinks deep inside me
until I realize that I, too, am buried deep within its roots
just as deserving and undeserving as any other human being
to know my worth
to have my feet here, planted and standing
Amy Lloyd lives in the Northwest and loves writing about nature, emotional recovery and personal growth.