Of the weather mold
It's suddenly warm
After weeks of cold
Flowers pop up
And the sky is blue,
Demanding that
We spring forth too
Spring into things
That need attention
Spring out of those
That just cause tension
Clean out the old
Bring in the new
Embrace new life
Bid winter adieu
As seasons change
Our outlook waves
It ebbs and flows
And makes us brave
For spring is rich
And full of hope
As bees and pollen
Fast elope
There 's only time
To reach beyond
Launch high your kite
And build your pond
For spring comes once
In each year's loop
So bless its debut
Upon your stoop
Don't take it for granted
It won't last long
And will fade away
In the throes of song
© 2024 Teresa Miles Kephart
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Love this!
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