33. I Love ... lengthening days

I get downright

tickled

every year.

As if it an entirely 

new concept.

There is not a year goes by

that I don't comment

again

and

again

and 

again:

"Do you notice?

The days are getting 

longer?"

"Did you notice?"

"Did you notice?"

As if 

I was the only one 

that has.

As if

it is a magic act

that is happening

for the first time.

Ever.

As if

I don't acknowledge it

and

give it voice,

it will decide not to do it

again.

One minute,

I'm taking notice.

The next,

they're just there.

7 pm and it's light.

8 pm and it's light.

And it doesn't really matter

anymore.

It is the process of

BECOMING

long,

not 

being 

long
that entertains me.