Winds no longer blow
From cold Arctic ice
Snow stays far to north
Winter pays her price
Days growing longer
Nature now smiling
Winter’s time shall pass
Spring begins dialing
Nature’s busy tone
Some days, springtime halts
Hibernation plays
Winter’s final waltz
Trees wait with patience
Soon nature will green
Sun replacing clouds
Spring’s finest cuisine
Seasons come and go
Nature makes her call
Time for winter’s end
Spring’s voice now enthralls
Big Sky Buckeye 
Can’t wait to see those lovely spring buds popping their little heads through moist soil.
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Kathy, you will have plenty of company.
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Your poem about the end of winter and the start of Spring makes me so happy! 🙂🌟
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After a rough winter, there are so many people looking forward to spring.
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You have daffodils already!?
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Not yet Lisa. The photo was taken a year ago in April up on the ridge of a metro park.
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April cannot come swiftly enough!
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Delightful spring poem, I love these words “ Hibernation plays Winter’s final waltz”.
Of course for us is the opposite. We have just entered the autumn 🍂 season.
God bless you and your with Joy and Peace.
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Crissy, I am pleased with your enjoyment with this verse. Yes, I know you are down under with your seasons the opposite of mine. I hope the coming autumn season brings you much peace.
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Thank you Richard .
The Lord bless you and keep you .
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your poem got me excited for Spring!
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Excited yesterday . . . 60 degrees! Today . . . back to wind chill in the mid-20s. One needs to be patient.
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wow – 60 degrees! I think we will see those temps next week. can’t wait!
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