Friday, February 28, 2014

The Coming of Spring

Look what I found today! And I won't be disappointed even if it is covered up in snow again, as the forecast is telling me it will be. I know they are coming up and I will not be discouraged. We saw a pair of robins last weekend eating old apples in the tree. I do hope they survive coming back here so early.

The Coming of Spring

There's something in the air
That's new and sweet and rare
A scent of summer things
A whir as if of wings.

There's something, too, that's new
In the color of the blue
That's in the morning sky,
Before the sun is high.

And though on plain and hill
'Tis winter, winter still,
There's something seems to say
That winter's had its day.

And all this changing tint,
This whispering stir and hint
Of bud and bloom and wing,
Is the coming of the spring.

And to-morrow or to-day
The brooks will break away
From their icy, frozen sleep,
And run, and laugh, and leap.

And the next thing, in the woods,
The catkins in their hoods
Of fur and silk will stand,
A sturdy little band.

And the tassels soft and fine
Of the hazel will entwine,
And the elder branches show
Their buds against the snow.

So, silently but swift,
Above the wintry drift,
The long days gain and gain,
Until on hill and plain,

Once more, and yet once more,
Returning as before,
We see the bloom of birth
Make young again the earth.

~Nora Perry

Stevenson, Burton Egbert. 
New York: Henry Holt and Company, 1956. Print.

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