Regrowth
I have been let out.
The warmth feels wonderful
on my bare skin.
Momentarily cooled
by the trickle of rain.
There for a minute,
possibly two-
before the sun rose
above the grey clouds
to dry my damp flesh.
Hot in my dress,
hair pulled back.
Today I changed my clothes;
feeling like a person
again.
A part of a long drive
where I am not needed
to be the pilot
of the vessel.
That gives me time
to observe the world
as she regrows.
Trees flowering
and spouting lush
green leaves.
Yellow dandelion's
poking out
beneath the untouched grass
beside the busy highway.
Water racing along the ditch
as still puddles form
along the barren fields
regrowing along the side
of the road.
I admire the beauty of it.
I am reminded
that after the dead of winter,
I too-
regrow.
Written by AprilFool 🐸
4/16/2026
