The last couple of years during the March Challenge, I remember so many creative slices that embraced the coming of spring. What a difference a year makes . . .
I’m yearning for the robins’ song declaring they are back
The seasonal smells that ensure our seasons are on track
Early changes in the landscape from brown to a lush green
Instead the blanket of white is still all that’s seen
Hopefully one day we look back on this with a smile
A far away memory that’s not happened again in a very long while
This can’t last forever . . . at least that’s what we hear
But only Mother Nature can make this all disappear!
Cute poem! I, too, wrote a poem about spring yesterday (in hopes that it comes soon). :)
ReplyDeleteI think Spring is in the air (or at least we can dream about it), As I sit here typing, I can see the drip, drip, drip off of the roof, the sun is shining brightly and the temps are in the 30's with prediction of 60. It's coming, I can feel it! Love your poems. Just think next year you won't have to endure all the snow and cold!
ReplyDeleteI'm convinced spring is coming. So convinced that I sprung for a car wash that included the undercarriage of the car today.
ReplyDeleteHopefully we will all be writing about spring soon enough! Maybe we should write more and more about it now that it will wish away all this snow! Think warm!!
ReplyDeleteI couldn't believe the temp this afternoon - a balmy 46! May mother nature hear your poem!
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