Four more sleeps till the first day of spring!!
Soon earth will burst with garden rooms
Forsythia and dogwood plumes
Tulips and daffodils will stroll
Like little girls across the knoll
And heaven will tip welkin jars
To dapple dells with violet stars
And orchard thoroughfares will tease
Noses with heady blossom breeze
And honey bees will buzz and hum
From lilac to geranium
And rose buds will spill miracles
And trees will hoist lace parasols
And woodland citadels will ring
With feathered throngs that sing and sing
And brooks will tumble out to the sea
With a refurbished melody
And raindrop tap dancers will waltz
And puppies will turn somersaults
...and puddles will be full of feet
Where almost-heaven and earth meet
And housewives will fling windows wide
To welcome the outdoors inside
And farmers will stoke dusty slopes
While planting seed-sized prayers and hopes
And children, like colored balloons
Will swing away warm afternoons
And laundry lines will be a string
Of motley banners, fluttering
And the air will kindle a grin
That starts somewhere beneath our skin
And life will be sweeter because
Spring fills the world where winter was
© Janet Martin
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!