Spring, well almost!

Spring

Flowers break through
The dirt,
trees budding,
Hope warmly falls fresh upon us
as spring awakens our senses.
Winter is sometimes too long.
We forget what warmth feels like.
We forget what beautiful means.
Our souls become dormant, cold
We sleep, we work, we walk, we wake
All we know is winter upon us and in us.
Then out of the cold
Flowers break through the dirt - trees bud,
And there is warmth again.
Hope and new life.
March 16th, 2005

This past week we have had some great spring days......flowers are blooming, blossoms on the trees.

Today as I look out the window, snow is falling.........again ( sigh) .

It reminded me of a poem I wrote a year ago.

Winter is sometimes too long!

Don't let your spririt be discouraged, you may see snow but spring is promised and is here!