My Contribution to National Poetry Month

It’s like the anticipation of a 4-year old

Standing outside with raised hands

Covered with woolly mittens

Beckoning for that enlarged snowflake

To cut through cold air

And find its warmth on tiny tongue –


Anxious for what’s to come

There is no tomorrow

Only the moment of now

Reluctantly gave up microwaved dreams

For oven-baked goals

No need for beliefs-

Because I KNOW

That I will reap the greatest rewards

That life could ever offer.


© Shay Fresh.


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