We are experiencing an abnormally cold April thus far and it's got me thinking back to warm springs of my past. I remember the agony of watching the clock on a warm spring day before the end of the school year when the minutes pass "slower than molasses". Hint: it wasn't Mrs. Clark's reading - it was the desire to get outside!
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AuthorCreative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated activist, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018 and 2020 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She writes here occasionally to drop nuggets of wisdom she picks up along her way. You can read her poems and posts by clicking and exploring below! Search Poems
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