My dictionary defines spring as that period,
in the astronomical year,
between the vernal equinox
and the summer solstice;
a season which begins after winter ends.

I say spring is a little girl
decked out in a frilly dress,
shiny shoes, matching purse,
her beribboned curls bouncing
as she prances off to Sunday School.

Spring is a little boy
wearing a mischievous grin,
cut-off jeans, no shoes,
with a cane pole in one hand,
pail of worms in the other,
hurriedly heading out
to the nearest fishing hole,
Fido chasing at his heels.

Spring is the twinkle in my heart;
my brand-new Easter bonnet.

~Copyright 1993 Ruth Gillis~

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