Easter Sunday
Today is Easter Sunday
The grass is a little greener
The flowers are beginning to say hello
The chill in the air seems less invasive
It’s time to wake up, get out of bed
Feel the blood pumping in your veins
Take a hot shower to stir you
let the steam fill the room like a cloud
It’s Easter again, the day to remember
To remind you that better days are approaching
That winter isn’t as endless as it feels
That death is not the end of our story
Take yourself to church
Wherever that may be
In your yard, in your mind, at the beach
Maybe even a real church
Let yourself breathe
The hardest part is over
Today is Easter Sunday
6 months until October
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I'm a Grad student now studying Biochemistry and Biophysics (not sure how I got there). I guess I've been using this site for nearly 8 years now though sometimes I went years without writing much of anything. I write what I feel and I write what I need to let go of. Sometimes I write about a dream or a nightmare I had, If I can tell the difference. I fell in love for poetry in high school and continued to write in college. I hope to publish a book someday as well (leave a comment if a poem speaks to you). P.S. My Instagram is @CottonCandyPoems
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