Un-Frozen

I imagined leaves on the trees.

I felt the breeze that quietly

shakes them. I saw the life in the

naked branches stretch luxuriously

towards the sun.

I felt the warmth beneath the cold

afternoon. I smelled backyard fires

and hot pavement.

I felt green; less bleak.

I heard a favorite song make its way

down Lincoln Street by way of an

old red sedan. The momentary

soundtrack let me shed my thoughts

for a while.

I wait for spring to tell me when

its safe to smile.