'From here I can go anywhere I choose.'
I love how spring represents new beginnings. Clean slates, endless possibilities. And especially today, as it's my birthday and the beginning of an entirely new year.
New Season - Wendy Cope
and on the doorstep of a big, old house
a young man stands and plays his flute.
I watch the silver notes fly up
and circle in blue sky above the traffic,
travelling where they will.
And suddenly this paving-stone
midway between my front door and the bus stop
is a starting-point.
From here I can go anywhere I choose.
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