SPRING CRASHES
Spring days should be
daffodils, budding trees and greening grass;
not twisted metal, glass and broken lives.
Spring days should be
the scent of freshly mowed grass and rain;
not burning rubber and oil.
Spring days should be
birds chirping and wind rustling the trees;
not sirens, screams and helicopters blades.
Spring days should be
warming breezes and sunshine kisses;
not weakening pulses and broken skin.
Spring days should be
the taste of sun and upcoming warmth;
not the taste of blood and death.
