What is happening?
The day seems so much warmer.
Yesterday was cold.
The bear cherry tree,
Now bends in expectation,
Of spring and blossoms.
Clouds merge together,
Blanketting the sky in grey,
Without any breaks.
My office will change.
It will re-arrange itself,
Giving some more space.
Music’s a passion,
Though it feels too much the same,
I’ll change what I do.
