There’s something revitalizing about the spring breeze taking me in—the flowers bloom with the green leaves, blending to release the fresh scent that puts me at ease. After winter’s long grasp, the sun’s warmth heals my spirit that’s been tucked and buried, awaiting spring’s visit. Editor: Shannon Hensley  

With the days growing shorter, I can’t help but long For Spring’s embrace— A bloom of hope and awakening; A fresh breath of life again. But for now, the sun’s radiance glows, While frost clings to the edge of my soul— I wait for the streams to dissolve my winter blues. Editor: Michelle Naragon & ...

April Showers bring May FlowersWashing away the deadLetting the ground soakQuenching the thirst of the approaching summer April showers signal the start of springWatching the rabbits that nest in the yardThe blooming of the petalsThe buzzing of the bees April showers a cycle anewEnergy renewedSetting the scene for the season changeAllowing time to pass

Lilies push gently Against the brown earth’s blanket New life has begun

soft are the petals of the early-rising flowerspliant as they first bloom from the groundrain falling to bless the bloomsice clinging to the last remnants of winternew growth leading the waygreen is the color that starts to prevail every rosebud is a new beginningquiet as a mouse stalking through a houseunveiling the colors that make ...

there is a crispness in the airfresh morning dew on the grassa scent of something warmer to comeand the scant songs of birds the sure signal that spring is on the horizonand the endless days of cold gonefresh spring blooms will soon scent the airas flowers emerge triumphant you are the butterfly emerging from the ...

Snow runoff flows downHill from my driveway to theCow pasture. I standIn the middle and watch winterWash away around my shoes.

The old man has always been there. There was never a time in my life when he didn’t show up. True, it was always according to his schedule. Time meant nothing to him. He would show up when he wanted to and leave when he jolly well pleased. No glances at the wall to check ...

Holding my breath I watch the unexpected snow swaddle daffodils.

Dandelion pompoms Adrift in the breeze Each sprightly seed A nimble cheerleader spreading Spring’s spirited message Of a triumphant return Defeating Winter’s grey depressed skies Victorious golden champion Heralding in a season of renewed vitality