The door of Spring is cracking open and despite the fact that there is NO shortage of snow on our ground yet – around these parts at least – have hope my friends! March is indeed the “Herald of Spring”. By the end of March the snow should be all but gone and signs of new life will be popping up all over.
Can you sense it? Can you smell it? Can you feel it? It is almost here!
If you are awake late into this good night, dare to open the windows as today passes into tomorrow and welcome the fresh breath of March!
Let me know if you did it. I intend to do so tonight. 🙂
I love the poetry of Robert Louis Stevenson. He is the creator of one of my all-time favorite poems. It is a poem I memorized when I was in third grade (I believe). It is “Summer Sun” and I still can recite it to this day.
Since today is the last day of February and tomorrow is the first day of March, I thought I would post one of Robert Louis Stevenson’s poems about Spring.
The air was full of sun and birds,
The fresh air sparkled clearly.
Remembrance wakened in my heart
And I knew I loved her dearly.
The fallows and the leafless trees
And all my spirit tingled.
My earliest thought of love, and Spring’s
First puff of perfume mingled.
In my still heart the thoughts awoke,
Came lone by lone together –
Say, birds and Sun and Spring, is Love
A mere affair of weather?
by Robert Louis Stevenson