When spring comes calling, answer the door
Invite her in, welcome her with warmth
Love her, embrace her, tell her she is wanted
When spring comes calling, jump for joy
Smile wide and reach your arms open
as you try to touch the sky
Make tea, sing a song, and be wild with love
As spring settles in,
tell her of your longing,
your need for growth, renewal and hope
and sunsets galore
I am letting my joy flow again today. This poem is an ode to the end of National Poetry Week and an attempt to celebrate what is truly a spring day in this part of the world. The grass is turning more green by the minute, the darlings are pleading to ride their bikes and the sun seems to be smiling on all it's creatures (big and small).
Enjoy today, raise a glass (or a mug) and celebrate what is beautiful about life. Preferably outdoors.