Thank you cherry blossoms for being almost perfectly blossomed to my return schedule.
Thank you fervent breeze for leaving your chill to all things winter and sweeping the dust from my lazy mind.
Thank you insects of all shapes and sizes for being born anew and providing my mornings and evenings with welcome accompaniment to the song of Spring.
Thank you razor-beaked crow for perching upon my sill and gnawing away the dead flesh of years accumulated.
Thank you junk mail collector for assembling such a hodgepodge of intermittent sales pitches and pleas for a stronger penis (and a bull market) to make a monagamous relationship that much more possible.
Thank you writing hat for finally accustoming yourself to my most incongruous of heads.
Thank you precious and still young body for overcoming the vainglorious amounts of alcohol and mexican food thrown so wondrously down your soft and trusting gullet and healing this troublesome knee of ours so as to whoop ass once again at a high school basketball level.
Thank you America for your warm welcoming bosom, so diverse and filled with falefel and breakfasts of Muslim new years, no matter my occasional disillusionment with some of our brethren.