Well, seeing as today was completely boring and I’m running so late that I really don’t have the time to write down the tedious events, we’re going to deviate from our usual course and pop in a poem. (Stop smiling, for God’s sake! The usual sum-ups aren’t that bad.)
The day, for those who can’t help but wonder, involved edits, of course, writing, yay! Rocks, more rocks, dogs, rocks, cooking, and…oh yeah, rocks. Hah.
Here’s the poem…rhyme…whatever. I’d give a short explanation about its subject but the title really says it all.
Spring.
Stop your bellyaching and forget your gripes
Through the towns and country spring mightily swipes
Cheerfully blossom the buds that start to bloom
Out come the people, the bride and groom
Sun shines brightly over roof and hill
Neither man nor animal can sit still
A chorus of young birds chirp delight on this bright day
Spring has come! They call out, they say
The sun dries the roads and paths
Say goodbye to lush greens and vibrant grass
Brown turn the pines of the wood
Winter is chased away, as it should
The tiniest tinkle, a fresh breath of air
It awakens us all so pin up your hair
Laughter aplenty, booming with cheer
‘Tis that moment of life where there is naught to fear
Past and present a heady combination
Bringing news of our future with happy anticipation
Spring is the time for newness and joy
Forget about your sorrow and every ploy
Enjoy it to the fullest as long as it may last
Today is spring arrives…there is no past.
I’m thinking about using that last phrase as a philosophy. Sounds good to me.
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