The Eyes Have It

I was outside all day today.
All I could feel was spring.
And in my head all I could hear
was the poem by Joyce Kilmer
“I think that I shall never see
a poem as lovely as a tree”.
Certainly not a favorite but it suits.

I don’t know if I believe in god,
but if there is one and if I prayed
I would ask for a lot more days like this
and a lot more trees.
Maybe I’ll just wish on 11:11.

Hurry up spring.