Life

I sit here, a cup of coffee by my side,

and a cigarette burning between my

fingers as I stare at the sunlight

brightening my garden. I sit by the

back door and look up at the clear,

blue sky and a smile slips on my face.

Winter has been bid a farewell, and a

come back soon, and the sun has come

from behind the grey clouds. A bee

buzzes by me, hovering over the weeds

that have begun to grow between my

gravelled lawn. They seem happy.

My dog lays in the sun, bathing in the

warm rays that beam down to the ground

and she looks at me with a lazy glance.
I click my tongue and smile as she stretches

out. She’s too bright to look at, white in the

startling sun that seems to burn my eyes.

I let my glasses fall from my nose, and I

allow everything to become a blur. There’s

a brown shape, hopping across the pathway

to my gate, and I can only imagine it’s a wren,

or maybe it’s a female blackbird, finally

off to explore for food now that it’s warm.

I remain where I’m sat, smiling softly. The

sun beams are stunning and I can’t help but

smile wider. My feet are warm, probably

tanning slowly. The world is begin to

wake from a hibernation that comes

annually, and I feel like I am too.

Spring is here, and it’s time to celebrate.

It’s time for warmth.

It’s time for brightness.

It’s time for l i f e.