To commemorate the first day of Spring: I was looking through my journal and I wrote this one Feb 1st. I’m in the Midwest and this was our worst winter in a very long time – too funny!
I am dreaming of Spring
But buried in snowbanks
Longing for flowers frankly
and the scents that they bring
The trees may be dormant
Yet acorns are coming
A New Season is rising
Despite what I can see
Resurrection power
Is buried in a tomb
Just three days for this blooming
stone to be rolled away!
~Copyright 2014 Diana Rasmussen~