Fresh crisp wind
caresses my face,
plays with my hair
as it cools me down
from the warm balmy sun.
My naked eyes squint
against the brightness of a new day-
A new season!
A feeling of hope and a fresh new life of wonder
fills me as childlike faith washes over me.
Playful, giddy tides of bright sun rays,
soothing songs of nature surrounds me.
Birds chirping overhead...
As I walk through the shade of ancient trees-
trees from seasons past.
The air is fresh and heavy with moisture,
All thoughts of hopelessness ascend...
Once again I am filled with the wonder of spring!
Shelley L Baxter Stanley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wonder-of-spring/
