
Spring Surprise
So many
Endless days.
Gray drear,
Cold like a blanket around me.
Then,
A flash of red at the feeder:
Springtime visitor,
Blue ceiling,
Green floor,
Another flash of color! A blossom?
Oh wait. Don't get too excited.
That unfolding sparkle of color
Heralds not the oncoming pleasures of Spring,
But the inevitable sorrow of
Migraine.
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