
I went out looking for Spring today,
searching for signs to point the way,
The air was warm, the breezes mild,
and what I found brought forth a smile.
Underneath the layer of melting snow,
little green leaves are beginning to grow,
The branches of dogwood and crabapple too,
have little buds that are peeking through !
Snow lingers in my flowerbeds,
it's still too soon for their sleepy heads,
I know that Spring can be false or true,
that skies can turn from cloudy to blue;
But as I walk this wet and muddy ground,
I'm pleased inside at what I've found,
A promise of hope, and things to come,
and "signs of Spring "?, Well I found some !......jen