Spring

Farewell to “old man” winter’s cold embrace. Hello to Mother Nature’s soft caress. The smell of Springtime gladness is in place as flowers do their dance in lilac dress and bloom toward the heavens in grand grace. In deepest winter underneath the snow, the Springtime buds were waiting for the go. Farewell to coats and hats, gloves and mittens A frilly smock or sweater just will do. The vernal taste leaves our hearts quite smitten as flower fragrance kisses morning dew and soon longs as spirit to be written. In deepest winter underneath the ground the Springtime beauties waited to be found. 2/16/2021 NA Spring Contest