Spring

I am blossoming

Spring has sprung within me

One –third of April is gone

And these 10 days have smelled sweet

Even when April showers have darkened and rattled

The promise of chirping birds and caressing breezes awaits

I clean in homage of this wondrous season

Casting away old things to let things grow anew

I meet and greet every day with a smile

And most days the sunshine smiles back

The days where gray clouds and humidity stand guard

I breathe deep

Inhale the wet promise of flowers and trees

The verdant shining of Mother Nature’s emeralds

After a hard long Chicago winter

Spring is here

Inside and out.