Anticipating (Dreaming In January)

I awake to start the new day, To find all nature stirring; The bumble bee and humming bird Around the feeder whirring. The russet breasted robin Has caught the early worm. He'll take it to his lady love Before its final squirm. Across the way the flower field Is full of willing workers. Spring in my valley scurries on; It is no place for shirkers. Not long ago, I too was part Of the exciting action. I sit with cup of coffee and A sigh of satisfaction. I've served my time, no need to rise To a bothersome alarm. Without my help, spring will maintain; I've rented out the farm. The days when I met life head on, Are part of history. I sit in relaxed leisure and Let Springtime come to me.