Spring Is In The Air, And So Is Love
2011/03/08 § 2 Comments
You know that spring has come. Morning showers. Blue skies. And windy afternoons. A friend and I decided to meet outside the Paris Theatre and walk to Central Park. The streets were full and busy. Everyone seems to be rushing about. Their heavy winter vestments shed. The air is fresh and filled with promises. Of warmth. Of sun. Of buds unfolding, slowly. Of grass growing, underneath. And leaves shooting up from barren trees. It is the promise of life. And renewal.
The park was filled with love
And so was the cafe .
Because spring is a promise. And so is love