Springtime In the Countryside

Cold howling winds have finally died And a spring sun’s decided to abide There’s no sweeter place than countryside What a wonderful time to send the kids outside Reclaiming a chunk of ‘me’ time I decide To tackle that novel and sit by the fireside Hang stress out like an old faded apron to hide It’s the perfect moment to feel thoroughly satisfied Plenty of time later to be busy and preoccupied Children intoxicated with spring are wide-eyed Exude joy and freedom in their stride Silly with excitement, wild and cock-eyed Running free up and down the hillside I see no reason for chide As I watch them eagle-eyed Smiling with so much love and pride Thinking of days gone by as a guide When I'll call them back inside The kids will be exhausted, bonafide With rosy cheeks into bed they’ll glide Won’t take long choosing a side For tonight’s treasured stories at bedside AP: Honorable Mention 2022 Submitted on March 10, 2018 for contest SPRING FLING ZING KING (OR QUEEN) sponsored by MICHAEL VASEK - HONORABLE MENTION