today i sat in the class room. <br />back to the open window <br />basking in the warm sunlight. <br />teachers monologue quite poeticly flowing in one ear and out the next. <br />blue and golden breeze whispers through my shimmering hair <br />the air smells green, like summer grass <br />the breeze feels warmish <br />the sun feels like it's slowly burning through the cold of winter <br />and spring is quietly creeping over the windowsill <br />into the classroom <br />into my head<br /><br />aeda sea<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spring-54/
