The April showers may have finally come.
I'm grateful - I was worried the world might burn,
and the flowers would never come.
Today is the first day of the rest of my life.
How often can you say that in one life? Every day.
And it would still be true.
Coffee Coffee Coffee
Early hours of hurried preparation,
weeds that need pulling,
lettuce that needs watering.
Friendly faces to talk to,
and the paper supply has never been so vast.
A new pen, a new necklace, a happy book.
It's all happening, my darlings.
"I've got this wonderful feeling,
that everything's going my way."