Dear Spring,
Thank you for this feeling of cautious optimism.
I love the way you've been sneaking in through my open window--
pretending to be coy. You've charmed me with your bunnies and
soggy-sidewalk-mattresses.
I'm writing you in hopes that you'll stay.
I love the way you've been sneaking in through my open window--
pretending to be coy. You've charmed me with your bunnies and
soggy-sidewalk-mattresses.
I'm writing you in hopes that you'll stay.
Kisses,
Molly
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