As Winter Fades

Wrote this a month or so ago.

As winter fades

I hear the sparks of spring in the air

I see the trails of paws in the soft snow

I smell cold breezes against my face

I feel my sorrow fading

I hear the snow drip off the trees

I see ice melting by the sun’s rays

I smell raw branches and bushes

I feel sparks of spring in me

 

As winter fades

I will soon hear small animals arriving at my doorsteps

I will soon see holes of small animals all around me

I will soon smell grass and pine

Will soon feel the sun enveloping me in its warmth

I will soon hear bees begin their great adventures

I will soon see flowers blossoming and reaching for our hands

I will soon smell the first flowers of spring

I will soon feel perfect bliss

 

As winter fades

I bask in winter’s final whispers

I watch the trees and hills bare of snow

I make my last snow sculptures and angels

I sit and watch the snow sparkling

I will soon ride my bicycle in the fresh breeze

I will soon walk with Nature in Her trails

I will soon create images and drawings with chalk on the pavement

I will soon be relaxing outside amongst singing birds

As winter fades