As the buds on the trees bloom out into full leaves and the grass turns green and the spring flowers crawl out of the ground to shine their colorful petals to the sunshine I start to get flashbacks.
Flashbacks of the past spring and the memories it held. My mind is so tired of the flashbacks and the pain just like everyone else is tired of the cold and snow. Everything is haunting me and I don't know what to do.
But maybe as the leaves crinkle up, dry, and fall to the crunchy ground. Maybe as the air turns crisp and light snow dusts the treetops. Maybe as everyone hears the cries of children getting called back by their parents while they're trick or treating will my flashbacks die down like the death of summer.
