Aunt Cella and I have a simple ritual each spring. We share a poem back and forth as we eagerly await sunshine and flowers. An email from her today alerts me to the fact that her spring has come! Today she wrote that "it's very balmy & springy here & delicious for working the garden". How I would love to be basking in that Arizona sunshine! But I know. . .my time will come.
Here's a copy of the poem we share with one another each season as we await spring:
Hunger for Spring
Like thirsting flowers awaiting rain,
My heart cries out for Spring again.
Once more to feel the softening air,
Caressing, tender, everywhere.
For fertile earth beneath my feet
Now carpeted by the Winter's sleet,
Now confined by wintry blast,
Comes forth God's handiwork at last!
Gene Appleby
10 comments:
Lovely poem! ... Thanks for sharing those tea recipes, i'll give them a try.
Blessings.
Lovely poem and oh so true. xoxoxo Clarice
This lovely poem in now copied in my quotations journal. What a lovely ritual with your Aunt.
What a wonderful poem. A gentle reminder that Spring will come. We are all ready for it this year. ~Adrienne~
What a wonderful poem. . soon .. soon. . spring will be here.
I could spend hours on your blog site. The photos, poem, tea recipes.... all make for a wonderful visit. Thank you.
I love the picture you put with this poem! They compliment each other beautifully. I'm hungering for spring too!
True words as we await....patiently and some days not so patiently.
Deby
Absolutely beautiful poem! I can't wait for spring.
That is a beautiful poem. And, a beautiful tradition. Traditions are so really precious. Where did the painting/picture come from. I really like it.
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