On days when the sun shines through the trees,
it’s time to stick one’s nose out
and see 
the light.
On days when there are
so many colours of green,
and copper.
On days when roses lie scattered on the beach
determined to at least
make it through
this beautiful day.
 On days when the sun drinks
the light from our eys
and helicopters
from the sky.
 On days when the water pulls you in
and its rhythm pushes
and pulls
at you.
On days when the blue is so bright
that it makes black
and red
On days when one becomes two
forever dragging
its source.
On days when those with two feet
and four
feel that Spring
has begun.
On days like this.