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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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