Ah! what soft heart does spring make of me
how joy and wonder come back the second the temperature tips above ten degrees
the way I could spend hours spinning around the grass
whispering wishes to bees that drink from dandelions
a reminder that nature is in harmony, that she wastes not
and here I am amidst it all
sparkling in the amber glow of a sun that you can feel again
my cold winter heart melting, slowly but surely, into a summer fire
it’s amazing what a little beauty does for the soul
nature revives and so do I.