[tabby title="Poem"] My dear fear,Can I take a step outside please?Can I feel the wind touch my skin?Can I breathe in the air I have not breathed?Can I for my own sake take that step? Can I take a look...

[tabby title="Poem"] I ride my bicycle.Cherry popsicle in hand, I flowThrough the daisy fieldTo the river where my loverLikes to go. My lips, cold as Winterkiss the cheeks ofSummer's air.I'm like the spiritof Spring, and a gazellegalloping without a care....