SPRING IS IN THE AIR

March days are starting to display
sure signs of Winter giving way,
to warmer days our thoughts do go
soon His Miracles the Lord will show.

Our hearts begin to sing a song
as the birds return and sing along,
the snow is melting soon to show
the pregnant earth awaits new birth to grow.

The ruckus of the jet-black crows
tells the story of receding snows,
that ‘certain something’ in the air
a newly washed smell everywhere.

Below the surface buds await
their birth at last anticipate,
long months of sleep, their needed rest
so in their time they’ll look their best.

The sun’s increasing warmth draws out
God’s curious creatures start to scurry about,
squirrels rippling over the crusty snow
their speed and agility for all to show.

Hearts beat more quickly their rhythm
our veins life’s force is driven,
wells of joy will be filled
anew, creation’s beauty is spilled.

He opens His hands as each season draws near
and a bit of heaven begins to appear,
it’s a feast for the eye, and remains ever new
He does it because He loves me and you.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 11, 2007