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When Spring Comes    

When I wake up in the morning I ponder on the past winter days. I lay in my bed and hear birds chirping, reminding me its’s time to get out bed, spring is here. I slowly dress my sleepy body into the the leggings that I laid out the night before and I quietly leave my sun lit apartment for my 20 minute jog. As I jog I look at the road ahead , the path laid out before .

 

         I hear the birds chirping reminding me to keep up the pace, again spring is here. I usually pass a green field , green as the plateaus of Ireland. I look up at the row of green leafed trees and my mind slowly awakens with hope. During my well paced jog the road is clear, it’s quiet beautiful path, well laid out just for me to softly stomp on. As I approach the uphill road, I take a deep breath of the clean spring filled air. I pace myself slowly without any goals in mind. While I jog pass by a small fenced field, i notice a small tiny fork lifter right in the middle of the field. I remind myself that’s my rest stop and I a prayer , while  reveling the tension of my lower body and enjoying the sound of my heavy breathing.