Back in the Race

by Debborah Jensen

Spring is such a special time,

colors everywhere assault my mind.

Blue skys, bright, and flowers so bold,

green grasses ignight, the juices flow.

The sweet scent of lilac, hyacinth and more,

My heart beats faster, Love is in the air.

Grab my lover insistant, how I want him so,

Lovemaking in the grass, let's give it a go.

Spring is the earth reviving from deaths cold grip,

This spring expecially for out of my cocoon I rip.

Depression kept me sealed though winters long embrace.

Now I am though it, strong and back in the race.