a.heart.yearning

I thank you God for this most amazing day,
for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and for the blue dream of sky
and for everything which is natural,
which is infinite,
which is yes.
ee cummings

Snow is falling as I type and I'm trying
to see the beauty in it,
but,
as you might have guessed by now, it's
not
coming
naturally.
Something deeper inside of me needs
more sun,
more warmth,
more fresh air.
More playing in the driveway with dolls and trikes and sidewalk chalk.
More pink stocking feet running around outside in the late setting sun.
I won't apologize for my
hope.that.springs.eternal.