Longing For Spring

Longing For Spring

Once a day and sometimes more

I look out my day dream door

To see if spring is out there yet

I'm really anxious, but musn't fret.

I see the snow a melting down

And lots of mud and slush around

I know the grass will surely sprout

and birds and flowers will come out

But why oh why does it take so long?

I'm sure the calendar can't be wrong.

Sunshine fills my heart with cheer

I wish that spring were really here.

-Edna T. Helberg