Bring me some green grass. Let it be a
shock to my system. Let me run out and feel it with my bare feet and
back. Let the flowers pop up slowly around me with their shades of
spring—fantastic yellows and purples and pinks.
Let me walk outside with a long sleeve
shirt on and not freeze to death. Let the chickens be happy to run
around their little yard and pick at non frozen ground.
Let me start my seedlings in tiny pots
and rake up the garden and add some dirt to it. Let me feel the dirt
in my hands.
Allow me to take a long walk with out
thinking of snow, sleet, ice, frostbite or windchill. Without five
layers of clothes, 2 pairs of socks and Muckboots. Let Tess dog roll
around in the field by the water.
Allow me to stare at the ocean and
allow thoughts to creep into my head about future swimming in spotted
blue bathing suits. Drying off on a rock.
Let me think of fresh vegetables---do
you remember those? Greens, tomatoes, basil.. A Pie with fresh
picked berries. The smell of grilling, and a cold summer ale.
Let me recall my porch sitting days.
You and me on a bench in the morning staring out at Corey's Cove with
a cup of coffee in our hands. Quiet and still, and in our pajamas---
reading a paper from a few weeks ago.
Let me dream of boat rides to islands
with picnic lunches. Lobster boats and watching you sail. A long
novel on the beach, and kids making sand castles.
Allow me this in the depth of winter.
When the windchill is -8 and there is 12 inches of snow on the
ground. Allow me my dreams of spring and fantasies of summer. Its
all that's getting me through.
