Winter sleeps in icy bliss
While we pray the sun will kiss
the world with spring again.
Shivering under the moons dim light
We beseech the sun, “End the night!”
But, the watchful eye of the sun could see
The preparation and growing
that winter would bring.
There is dying that is needed
Before the ground can be seeded
And new life can begin to grow.
Buds and blossoms raise their lovely heads
Stretching and emerging from winter beds.
The air is filled with joyous sound.
An orchestra of birds and bees has found
that winter’s chill didn’t last forever!
Trees stretch their limbs
And shake off winter’s clothes
Dancing like children
as a warmer breeze blows.
The sun smiles and the sky grows blue
And again the world is new!
Icicles slowing melting
Dripping on the ground.
Just another proof that spring has been found!
Our hearts take on a new life of their own
as the freshness of spring is newly known.
© Copyright 2003 Rennie Marie Nease 
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