Today I dreamt.
I dreamt of lemonade on patchwork quilts.
Running my fingers along rubbery blades of grass.
Making crowns out of dandelions.
Cloud watching.
Late night cookouts and long conversations.
Spending 20 hours outside and the remaining 4, sleeping.
Climbing to the top of a lookout and screaming as to welcome in spring.
But that is just a dream because these flooding rains are holding my spring captive.
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