Springtime

“I love your spring wind, Lord,…its bright prancing

makes me want to dance too, to roll a hoop, throw confetti,

gather armloads of flowers.”

Marjorie Holmes

To be a Child in Spring

By Elece Hollis

Run up the hills where the dogwoods bloom

Run, jump, and swing sky high.

Spring has arrived with sunshine and room

For bright flowers on every side.

Skip down the path where the daffodils dance

See if you’ve still got good rhythm;

After a winter of sitting inside,

Give spring days all you can give ’em.