Has winter turns to days of
spring the air changes it begin
with a fresh As well as brightness
colors I awaken in us renewed
hope for our dreamy existence of
winter, a smell of spring rain
washes away the confines of our
winter blues when in a new
day dawn refreshed and cleansed
of what dreariness excited
bring with new breath of rebirth
of beauty & wonderment all around
us we are often moved to varying
returns of happiness
joy and new vigor a cleansing
of our souls as well