our foolishness
Winter is over the wheel has turned spring has arrived Trees drunken from abiding a bumper crop of rain throwing out leaves and flower buds like nobody's business The spring prankster perhaps a rabbit has been busy germinating seeds hiding painted eggs and stirring chocolate We have chopped off an hour of sunlight off of the morning tacking it onto the evening and deluded ourselves into thinking that the day is actually longer small cosmopolitan butterflies migrate northward in the millions moving as part of the Dow they are fortunately ignorant of our foolishness
