Continuous we are in this seasonal bliss
every time I look in total astound
living the seasons, so delightful in wish
it's the joy of anew on natures grounds
that absorbs me so as I look around.
Having waved goodbye to the colds of Winter
one can't help admiring this wonder of new
natures wrath can slice and splinter
but for the wonderment of Springs crispy blue
one can only admire her true now in hue.
~*~ A Spring Day, written 14/02/12 ~*~