The different colors in the sky are flourescent today,
The birds are flying lower then on a usual day,
But the leaves from last year still remain hanging,
And the same old trashed sidewalks look the same.
Spring is almost here, I can hear it calling,
I've been waiting since it ended last year,
I love the feelings I get waking up everyday,
Knowing that it is Spring, and nothing else.
No more waking up freezing cold; shivering,
Shivering coldly right down to my cold bones,
I can watch and look at the stars in my PJ's,
No coat, no robe, just what I want to wear.
