A tulip unfolds it’s petals The grass is sprinkled with dew We watch with hopeful eyes as sprouts push their way up through the cool earth
Where does spring find its courage? Where trees have gone bare for months left without their canopy of verdant leaves In this spring we place eggs in baskets A reminder of her renewal and rebirth Of life’s circle continuing A resurrection of hope and strength
This strength of spring is in each child as they stand forthright not wanting not wavering
My child now leaps forward in the spring grass with steady legs and grace of mind piece of heaven
Spring child of mine
Such poetry, my friend! I love these glimpses into your heart.