A sweet sojourn from the busyness of life.
This blog is a journal of forays into my loves of creative writing,
humor, and photography. It is a departure from daily stresses.
Some of life's greatest journeys are detours.
The real act of discovery is not in travelling to distant lands
but rather in seeing with new eyes. - Marcel Proust
humor, and photography. It is a departure from daily stresses.
Some of life's greatest journeys are detours.
The real act of discovery is not in travelling to distant lands
but rather in seeing with new eyes. - Marcel Proust
Monday, March 15, 2010
Oh Spring, A tale of longing.
(photo taken in Spring in South Korea)
No one loves spring more than Michigan people, dwellers of the frozen north. We have had some beautiful Spring-like weather these past few weeks so of course it turns one's fancy to thoughts of Spring. We always hope this is it for Winter, that final day when we trade the snowblower for the lawnmower, but we know lurking around the
next bend is the dreaded BIG DUMP, we know it is true, but for now it is wonderful to be experiencing the first signs of Spring or I will call it "Alleged Spring" something of a poser. We are looking forward to the real thing!
To this end I have penned a verse about my beloved Spring, I admit it is a little over the top, but I am a girl in love!
Oh Spring
Such joy you bring this day
Your rich beautiful tale
Unfolding while I wait.
Each day you reveal your secrets
The beauty that lies hidden
Beneath the folds of this winter cloak.
No one loves you more than I
Hovering in the cold
Waiting in the darkness
Forr the first breath of your sweet goodness.
The shades of sleeping brown
Await your glorious touch
Your green brushstrokes
Bring the world to life again.
Those blooms that hover just beyond my sight-
I grow impatient for the sweet sachet that they
bring to my world.
Oh Spring
I wait for the day when you and I will walk
hand in hand
Basking in the warmth of your caressing rays,
Your stay is fleeting, this I know.
But Spring, you are such good company.
Come back to me
I surrender to your charms
Oh Spring.
May Spring hurry to your neck of the woods...Happy Spring!
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Beautiful prose Cindy! I am with you 100%.
ReplyDeleteYou may be in Michigan wanting spring, but think how it must be in Hilton Head, SC and wanting it! It's been the coldest winter in my 31 years of being here...I am LONGING for some warmer weather and SPRING!!!
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