Spring where are you?
I look and can not see,
Your skies of bright blue,
Or your rainbow filled colored days.

Spring where are you?
Where are the buzzing bumble bees?
Can you give me a clue,
when we’ll have sunny days?

Spring where are you?
Dark are the mighty trees,
and cloudy is the view.
So tired of these colorless days.

Oh, Spring can that be you!
Tiny bubs bursting forth on trees,
under this bright sky of blue,
I’m singing, Come on Spring today!

Cissy
March 2012