Spring Hopes

Weary souls await the coming of spring When life is renewed and temperatures rise They long for warmer days and skies of blue A blizzard had just come out of the blue Dashing the hopes of many for an early spring Old man winter from his slumber did rise From this blanket of white their hopes would rise And no longer would they have to feel blue Knowing that it wont be long before spring Spring fever is on the rise as gray skies turn blue For Andrea's Tritina contest