The seasons have changed once again
somehow I've missed it.
I didn't enjoy the autumn leaves
like I normally do.
And winter...well, winter came and went,
the lack of snowstorms made time
move faster than the average year.
I can tell it's spring by my stuffy nose
and puffy eyes, I always forget
I have seasonal allegories until
pollen is flying in the air.
I am trying to admire the flowers
growing on the trees, pink and white buds.
I took one photo of them while a man
sitting in the car in front of
the tree watched.
I haven't written a poem in a while,
it's been a minute.
I've been busy trying to stay afloat.
My mental health constantly changes.
One moment I'm well, the next
I'm just hanging in there.
Trying to get through the day.
Physically I've hit a good stride,
I knock on the wood next to me
after I write the line above.