Springing Into Spring

My Step is light with the suns delight Springing into the elongated days light I pass the dirty melting snow, knowing its gone until the first cold blow! Winter no longer matters to me, No more steaming pipe tea, No more pushing snow into a mound, No more slip-sliding to the ground, No more snow angles with frowns, No more begging dog walks delayed, The sun is out and Spring is on the way.. Springing in each step, Like each is its own brand new day, Maybe because they are no longer slowed by slushy and wet Ice cold snow. It feels so good to step on the soft green and brown, The base colors for Earth, that's for sure, but it's the beginning on the ground and beats the winter whites bore. Colors will be aplenty as the minutes of the growing spring day as this season springs into summer's warm, hot, and hazy vacuum ways!