Sock It To Me Spring

O breezy Spring leaves, Show-offs of stupendous beauty. Your breathtaking heights and swooning low brights, Puffy delights As you bud and sway. You delightfully chill me Goosebumps on arms and brace. Fingertips are nearly blue, brazenly so on this Spring-a-ling day. An open space, front door unhinged, ready to be sanded and stained. I’ll swing a jacket about my shoulders and sock up my feet. Sock it to me, Spring! I will spring into action that is if I can retract my wiggly fingers back from the letters leaping onto white space. Reminds me of the swoosh of beach - its tremendous peaks. Not a damaging Spring but quite mischievous!