Spring

After a winter of dark hibernation I am grateful for the light of Spring Feeling fresh air pass bare ankles Going for walks on longer evenings Spring is the season of new freedom. A time of sweet scented white lilacs When bulbs planted in the winter Burst to life with bright new blooms Warmed by a pale honey sunshine Spring is the season for new growth. As the palette of our days change To brighter, warmer, happier hues Our hearts are caressed to smile We are gentled into giving, loving Spring is a time for new friendships.