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I took the kids to the lower harbor park yesterday. It was great. We ate sandwiches and tried to fly kites (the wind was too wild). I took a walk along the lake:

The Lady's Spring

The ice has melted
Free, Her heart murmurs
Waves against the shore
Not yet awake, lazy

But when she wakes, oh!
When she wakes -
Thunder
Wind
Aching Desire
She will dance her wild
Dance
Wind whipping her hair
Thunder in her laugh

Maybe the walk made me feel too fey and wistful. I probably shouldn't have gone to see Mark. But once home, I fell asleep right away.