February 17th

I see
towering bare trees
that create
an ominous presence.

I hear click-clacking branches
calling past winter-gray skies
crying out for healing sunshine spring rains
to awaken them from their slumber.

I see street lights on during the day
and crews of men in red trucks.
I guess even streetlights
need to be checked for burnt-out bulbs.

I taste bitter-sweet,
which helps me stay awake
and focused
during professional development.

I feel funny
and act like a goof
in order to make time
pass more quickly.