Today I sat on our porch swing and read a book
I stopped and looked up as I often do
And watched a squirrel ran across the yard
I looked around for memories to keep my mind afresh
I saw green grass, blooming flowers
I saw spring and a fresh season
A season to grow
To grow physically, mentally, spriritually
A season to let the heart
Sing, shout, praise
Two days ago
It was bitter and cold
cloudy, stormy, rainy
I watched and yearned for that beutiful spring
The spring which has shown himself only in glimpses
Glimpses I loved
It was if spring was teasing me
saying I'm here
then leaving again
leaving the cold wind to whistle around me instead
As I listened to the birds voices carrying across the lawn
I hoped spring was here to stay
I looked down at my book and thanked the Lord
Thanked him for His amazing artwork |