Tuesday, April 5, 2011


Winter is no more
what lay dormant now awakes
surrenders the quiet blanket of cold
bursts forth slowly one bud then three

Lets life erupt
from the ground to the trees
a sudden hue of color along the highway

Love’s promise
emerges for the birds and the bees
everywhere spring is evident
desire takes hold for warm days ahead

Song surges out
“It’s springtime, wonderful, wonderful springtime.
Time to clean, time to plant, time to sing and dance,
Too many things to see and do, no more time for sleep

It’s time for Spring. Spring, such a glorious gift.”

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