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Saturday, March 6, 2010

Awating Spring


Awaiting Spring

Snow-covered hills and valleys
Air crisp and thick with frost
North wind sweeps down upon us
Earth's warmth is all but lost

Patiently the bulbs are waiting

Blanketed by powdery snow
Locked within, the power of beauty
Waiting for the spring to grow

Are you something I imagined
Warm winds and gentle rains?
Round the corner, so elusive

Will you ever come again?


Dreams of walking through the forest
Scent of pine and tender shoots
Maybe you'll arrive tomorrow
Waking up the sleeping roots


Music fills my head in morning

Lilting song of chickadee

Blue jay calling, day is dawning

Life is calling out to me

Icicles, so gently dripping
From their home beneath the eaves
Buds awakening from their slumber

Soon transforming into leaves


Children playing in the puddles
Rainbow boots and sparkling eyes
Sprigs of grass along the siding

Prove that old-man winter dies


Hear the music of the peepers

Singing me a lullaby
Drifting through an open window
Their theatre an open sky

Air is warming, nature wakens
Makes you want to dance and sing
Join with me and celebrate it
This, the long-awaited spring!





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