Spring Letter

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1–2 minutes

Hi,

It’s me again. You know how winter is behind, faster than imagined. Oh, how I hope it’s easy now. After going away. The feeling will never go away. And for some, it is easier. I keep trying. I wish I could…

But I cannot stop thinking about it. About you. How did we get to springtime? Now there is time that was. There is time together. The time that I was yours. Someone who used to care. This is the moment the tears will come. And the blooms will come.

It’s springtime. The green comes out. You would love it. And it is magical; I want to show you. The birds, you know. Early in the morning. You would appreciate it.

So listen to this: I could not have ever fit it in a letter. That’s why this is your spring letter…

Yours now and forever,


It is not perfect, I am not perfect, but it’s a process. Did you notice the rosemary grew flowers?

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