Hibernation

By Jim Bates

I awaken to bird song. Really? So soon? Groggily I pull back the thick curtain and my eyes open wide in wonder. The sun is shining! I can see clear blue sky. Winter is over and the world has come alive. I run outside and embrace the new day. Yellow daffodils are blooming. Red apple blossoms, too. It’s spring! I find a park bench and sit, joyfully soaking up the sun. I’ve been stuck inside for six months. What did I miss? People walk by and smile. I smile back. Then it dawns on me. My guess is a lot.

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“I write to try and bring a bit of happiness to people.” – the writer