northeast springtime

The skies of dismal grey clouds are almost a memory The sun shines brightly, but the brisk wind still carries a bitter chill. The naked trees, still clenching a few dead leaves are finally starting to bud... soon they will make their spring debuet, adorned in ensambles of brilliant green hues. The little songbirds are anxiously trying to beckon mother nature to visit a bit early this year with their melodies that take me back to childhood the Cardnal, the Blue Bird the Robin red breast all come back at this time from their winter hiatus to perform each morning, a harmonious spring sonata its just before the bugs come out to annoy the BBQ's and before the ant colonies wake up and put on their picnic radar the newborn kittens are just starting to open their tiny eyes and the groundhogs have finished their shaddow dancing its a time of new beginings of new resolutions, of new goals I sit here, chin in hand not sure...what way I shall go