Ode to Spring


 On a cold February morning, overcast and solemn, looking out my rear window brings me joy as the daffodils peek through the soil eyeing the coming sun of March.

I long for the crisp winds sweeping in the rush of spring.

Oh Spring, how we delight and celebrate your name!

You renew our faith winter is complete, and solitude is over, bringing forth the beautiful, shiny carpet of elegant green to skip lightly on the path towards fulfillment of flowers to calm our deficient soul.

Oh Spring, we welcome you like the wayward friend returning home carrying bouquets of brightly colored flowers to ask forgiveness for being gone so long.

Oh Spring, please color our fields in fertile wonder filled with an artist’s palette of superb beauty waiting to be painted on the canvas of life.

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