This is such a beautiful beginning to the new blossoming season from Christine…
I love spring,
how she yawns and stretches,
instinct melded with a trust
that says it’s okay to go.
She was almost fooled
a couple of times this year,
but not enough to daunt
or throw off course.
And now look at those shoots;
delicate still, a little pale, but
granite firm and ready.
They have work to do,
an audience to captivate,
starring roles to support.
And as always, will succeed;
why would this year be any different?
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LovelY 🙂 xx
Thanks, Cat, I thought Christine wrote this so beautifully and I’m glad you liked it! xx
Can’t wait for spring!
It’ll be here soon and this poem is a perfect introduction! Thanks for stopping by, Dianda!
Spring is coming! Good choice for a reblog 🙂
It’ll be a nice change, thanks, Christy 🙂
Thank you for reblogging, Lauren – this is among my favorites of Christine’s. It is truly wonderful writing. XO
You’re welcome, Diane, and I agree! Love and hugs to you! xo