‘Tis the Season to Be Delighted

~ Gila Daman 
A gentle breeze caresses my now-bare arms
As I’m delighted by the charms

The sun’s warmth rests upon my shoulders 
Shining upon me as I stare at the lush greenery set against the bright blue sky

Lower my gaze to the pinks, rouges, and whites
I’m seated but I’m taking flight

Mesmerized and delighting in pleasure
Taking in Earth’s most special treasure 

I’ve waited for this all year long
Reveling as the birds chirp and sing the song—
Of spring
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Published by Gila Daman

Latest release: Inner Piece: Decluttering a Soul. Also by Gila: Pandemic Poetry, She Pooped, I'm Pooped!: Motherhood Year One, First Comes Self-Love, Then Comes Marriage, and The Roadmap Ends Here: Entering Adulthood.

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