Warmer days ahead
Tree buds filling with new life—
Spring waiting on deck
Frigid soil warms up
Transformation taking place—
First green shoots of spring
Crafting welcome signs
Daffodils make announcement—
Spring now official
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
Winter’s white blanket covers frozen land
Sheltering nature’s glory until spring
Arctic-fed winds seem to blow from glaciers
Sleeping quietly, life conceals its zing
Northernmost Great Lakes transform skies to gray
Flying above, geese enjoy winter’s fling
Small ponds reflect from thick, icy mirrors
Pausing all around, boldness waits for spring
Ancient trees appear to wait in repose
Ignoring life’s deep freeze, buds holding out
Nature’s winter rest, preparing for spring
Arriving tonight, snowstorm’s final shout
Never to worry, winter fades away
Coming on schedule, spring colors each day
One of my favorite places to walk is a short drive from my home. Walnut Woods Metro Park (the Woods) is a special place to find nature’s treasures along its easy to moderate trails. The photographs shown with this poem were taken a few days ago. Enjoy!
Early morning light beckons
Putting on worn hiking shoes
Overcast skies hold back rain
Nature waits with charming views
Driving to a park, the “Woods”
Tranquility always waits
Peace and beauty reaching out
Eager feet, needing no skates
Step by step, walking farther
Park’s vastness, shouting with joy
Around each bend, nature smiles
Many sights and sounds deploy
Morning excursion teases
Birds sing back and forth on cue
Precious blossoms smelling sweet
Coffee can’t top nature’s brew
Time seems to pause with each step
Today’s time comes to an end
Ticket punched for return trip
These “Woods” remain a best friend
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Spring’s foretold migration finally arrives
Chasing away winter’s doldrums at long last
Growing longer, warmer days feeling alive
Returning daily, headliners rejoin cast
With every sunrise tweet, delightful birds sing
Updating winter’s drab wardrobe, trees turn green
Following God’s cue, all creatures here below
Coloring landscape, sweetness paints every scene
Patient gardens blooming, flowers smile again
Waking up from long winter naps, creatures roam
Setting life’s tone, creation’s quiet rhythm
Living in harmony, all feel quite at home
Spring’s joyful feast, nature’s symphony humming
Welcoming fanfare’s savory homecoming
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The calendar affirms that spring has arrived
Why then did the weather take a snowy dive?
Heavy, wet snow arrives overnight
Is this some terrible joke, not right?
Instead of spring, we now experience deep snow
Where is the snow shovel when we need it now?
Well . . . Have no concern at all, for you see
A poet can write about most anything to be
Thankfully, there is really no snow to spoil spring
When will warmth replace winter’s frosty sting?
Even the songbirds remain quite bunched up for now
On powerlines high above, they sing and take a bow
Again, the calendar sets the date of a new season
Why should we believe the date for any reason?
This past winter has indeed soured our attitude
When will Mother Nature give us some latitude?
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She returns annually to announce the arrival of spring
Heart-shaped flowers will bring vivid beauty that sings
She loves the cool and damp spring air
Shaded from the sunlight brings no cares
She possesses a cute and dainty look
Green fields invite a walk along a brook
She adores the color purple, dark is best
Sadly, others see her beauty as a pest
She loves to pause in gardens for relaxation
Butterflies seek her as a beautiful attraction
She experienced vigorous growth in her younger days
Ancient Greeks consider her a symbol of love that stays
She meanders now as a traveler seeking only fun
Looking out at a calm creek called Wild Violet Run
There really is a small stream called Wild Violet Run near Pickerington, Ohio in Violet Township, which is located in northwestern Fairfield County.
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