by Indu Sastri

Created on: March 12, 2009

I work through the day

exhausted at night,

nature's bounties become

a common oversight.

The skies are a radiant blue,

everything around, just the right hue.

Spring is here and now its gone,

but i am aware of none.

Gusty winds and gales alike,

cool breezes and even moonlight.

Slowly, i look up and pray,

still waiting, for that, perfect day.

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