Shoots of green, jumping through soil
Families of birds starting to toil.

People & animals skitter around,
Cleaning up flower beds, raking the ground.

Warm bursts of sunshine splash on my face,
Lifts up my Spirit, fills me with Grace.

Depression is lifted, busy as a bee,
No worries, no hurries, just happy & free.

Soon will be planting & applying great care,
In hopes of a harvest with plenty to share.

Fresh berries for gnoshing, mousses and tarts,
May the longing of Heaven Scent’s pastries Spring in your hearts.

**An original BWC poem written by yours truly.