The warmth of early spring . Today is the first warm day of spring, a beautiful, yet not-so-wonderful day. Too many people around me in a place that would be a peaceful oasis to many. Patiently my canine companion sits, waiting to be taken nowhere, sometime, just like me. . Again, I've failed what I should do. Still, the warm rays of sun cannot penetrate my soul. Again, I have no right to be a poet. Still, it's all I can be. . MdG 18-3-2003 .


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