We made it home. It was a long weekend and long drives. We saw faint glimpses of spring along the way with occasional pussy willows and greening of trees. Nature is awakening and I thought this beautiful poem was a testament to this awakening.
Spring floats on warm breeze
Golden rays bronze winters pale
Reincarnation
Rebirth of blossoming soul
Natures call awakening
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~




nice
Shimon, after six months of snow on the ground, it is hopeful, as well. It has been an incredibly long winter, but we are seeing evidence of spring.
Cool. I like that. Good choice for a reblog
I have waited so long for spring that I needed a hopeful poem this morning. We officially have had snow on the ground for six months.
That’s a lotta white!!!!
It has been.
Lovely, Ivon,
Yes, Dom wrote a beautiful poem for us.