March 29, 2020

#PoetrySunday - 3/29/20

#PoetrySunday - 3/29/20

TEXAS

From my window I can see springtime laying out her finest.
The song plays sweetly,
Acoustic guitar and a voice like a breeze through the wildflowers.
And right now, in this moment, I think maybe you might know
How my heart wants you to notice it,
How long I’ve been here, in the chords and harmonies,
In the bluebonnets and the long grass,
Waiting.