Beautiful spring day

Its a beautiful spring day and the world seems bright. I am walking to
the train, the sun is shinning. The birds are flying. The warm air feels
great. Finally the winter coat can retire. To some its a perfect
picture. To me it like a puzzle. You know the one where you find the
objects that are out of place. Well what I find is where it is expected
to be, but it does not have to be. I see the drug dealers are out early.
Gotta make that cake. In between staring down ever pair of breast with a
side of ass that walks by. I walk past an addict, who can just barely
keep her eyes open, as she clutches a stack of torn paper. I wonder if
she thinks its money to get her next fix. I pass a church of which I've
have yet to see anyone enter or leave. I then I ask myself how do I fit
in the puzzle. Well I'm there, but like I said before I don't have to
be. So in time with hard work, patience, and perseverance, I can take
myself out the frame.
*****HAZELNUT*****