It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood. The weatherman promises temperatures that will keep the snow melting, slowly and gently. There are happy puddles and rivulets everywhere, and although I wouldn't like for you to see the state of my car from all the slushy roads, my heart sings. For it looks as if Spring is here to stay this time.
In that light, I'm happy to post a little poem that my dear friend, Rosalie, once penned to celebrate the season.
Spring by Rosalie
The heavens were shining in azure blue
The grass and flowers covered with dew
From the forest came the wobbling fawn
From the horizon came the glorious dawn
A crystal stream was gurgling
Cutting a route through the snow
Little tufts of green are beginning to show
All over the fields life is beginning to grow
From the forest to hills they do sing
This is Spring, this is Spring
The bees and birds and butterflies
Awaken and begin to fly
The leaves begin to take on size
And fluffy clouds float across the sky
Life God gives to everything for
This is Spring, for this is the Spring!
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Have a wonderful day!