The March of Spring

I’m out and about

Strutting through the daffodils

Flicking back my hair

Doing my thing

I feel your stares

I hear your whispers

I just don’t fucking care

~

Your attention?

Not needed

Your love?

Not wanted

Your approval?

Who cares?

Making flower chains to wear

Dressed like a star

Wearing comfy shoes

Jonquils blooming

I have the blessing of sunshine

Upon the breeze’s kisses

Now that’s what’s up

~

Your attention?

Never needed

Your love?

Never wanted

Your approval?

Who cares!

I’m confident in my stride

Walking beneath rainbow arches

With my head held high

Following my own path

Skipping to my own tune

Not caring what others say

I do my own thing

~

Your attention?

Wasn’t needed

Your love?

Wasn’t required

Your approval?

Wasn’t asked for!

Dancing in the rain

With no cares or worries

Doing the electric slide

Setting robins to flight

Life may not be a bed of roses

But clover has a spring to it

So move on down the lane