Spring Eternal

          Spring Eternal.
 When the first fawns of spring taste the flower’s that dance at their feet. And the first cracked eggs that rest under the down don’t chirp but cheep.
  When the first sun that climbs the sky, begins to rise long before five. And the sun in my eyes pries our short time in bed, up and out long before the drive.
  Long gone the dreaded drift, not a thought left of bone chilling cold. Only a memory, the shovel and chain and threats to stay on the road.
  Dreams not that far away, of warm summer nights, filled the sounds of ballgames and children waiting for ice cream cones. Cheers of merriment fill the air as we reminisce of all those people no longer there, as we pray for those up high on thrones.
  Spring moves forth with hopes of new life, new beginnings , like the velvet on new  antlers, a new Queen in a new hive. The freshness of a new spring, new color to an old rose , new halo’s for an old crown, with new blessings to feel alive.
  With the flowers of spring comes the beauty and hope for all things, like the birds and the bees that put the corn on the kernel. We welcome you this season of new life, we welcome this new Spring Eternal.

By GWRoggenbuck