Spring Forth

Sky so blue with a cool gentle breeze
white clouds drifting by lazy and free
Grass so green with that fresh cut smell
floating from blade to blade spring has a story to tell
Sun is blinding, the warmth envelopes like a mothers embrace
A lone butterfly glides in the wind, with a purposed filled existence
looking carefree and in love, hibernation and molting done
the possibilities of a fresh start, new lives begun

and suburbia performs her opening act;

pool covers drained from that April rain,
water is added, the deck is re-stained
trimming the shrubs, the mulch is spread
the lawnmower is cleaned, the weed-eater its dead
a new coat of paint on the outside shutters
please don’t fall as you empty the gutters
Honey do you have time to clean the garage, wash the car,
empty the trash, till the back yard,
mow the lawn, spray the driveway,
go to goodwill and to the dump on the way
When temperatures approach seventy degrees,
what can be done is amazing to see,
convertibles down on the brand new car,
while hubby only whishes to shoot par
doors are opened, as are the windows,
everything going like a choreographed show
the smiles on their faces, as they go different places
pushing baby around looking for good parking spaces
The hope for the year and what is yet to come
gets them up in the dawn, till the late setting sun
When you stop, look around, and take the time to reflect
the wonder of Gods world and what is to come next
gives peace, purpose and joy and hunger for more
if God gives us this here, oh what beauty is in store.