SPRINGTIME GLORIES

SPRINGTIME GLORIES

The weather map looks not so well,

Western New York in a snow swell…

Forecasters may cringe

And color a tinge

But New England could use some, as well!

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The trees and some plants are in flower,

Seemedly more open every hour…

All they need is a sprinkle

Of snow to make ’em twinkle

Underneath a light covering of spring “flour”.

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The layers on most people are less,

As the warming temperatures would suggest…

A sensory overload

Greets us minus the cold,

A spot of fire kindled in the breast.

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Even us “old married folk” must watch

The op’ning of spring flowers ere so posh…

To see we don’t respond

Enthusiatically, beyond

The borders of our self-restricted nosh.

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The glories of a springtime day are here,

At home we’re seeing many more deer…

Man’s hunting time is o’er

So nature can restore,

The balance of the living things we cheer!

—Jonathan Caswell