Personifications of Spring
spring whispered and I listened
as trees swung bare branches in welcome
pussy willows basked in warm sunlight
lulled by blended sounds of mating melodies
singing ageless songs of hopeful renewal
spring sighed and I watched
as melting snow created lawn ponds
awakened roots in the moist earth
quenched their frozen winter thirst
and yearned to stretch their green shoots upward
spring shouted and I felt its power
as disintegrating river ice abandoned its frozen grasp
pelting rains and furious winds spurned slothful winter
and rivers swelled their banks with prideful freedom
while egg laden fish dreamed of journeying home
spring returned today and I smiled and was content
secure in my knowledge of its enduring loyalty 
© Me and My Camera
5 comments:
Good morning, What beautiful springtime prose! The words drew me in and carried me along. Happy Spring! :)
I call that poetry. Beautiful. Thank you. And for the lovely photo as well.
What a lovely chronicle of spring's progress.
And reminder of its promise.
Happy Spring to you!
Looking out my window at the close of this first day of spring I see that the rain and freezing rain that has been falling all day long has now turned to snow. Not the finest example of a promising spring day, but keeping in mind all the promises spring has yet to unveil; it is the beginning day of a joyful season of renewal and reawakenings. The first day of spring has always been a very special seasonal milestone for me to acknowledge. Thank you all for acknowledging this also with your comments.
Somedays its fun to just put my camera aside and pick up a pen instead.
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