In Search of Spring

The snow sheathed earth
Thirsts for sunshine,
Fertile flowers wait
Impatiently,
Longing for their breathless
Debut.
Bursts of color anticipate their
Welcome
Of the change of season.

And, I..
I wait.
Watching for any sign
That the long, cold,
Dark winter
Has finally given up the ghost,
That spring,
Splendid spring,
With it’s life and
Endless promise,
Is assuredly, undoubtedly,
Here.

~Julie