What is it about springtime
that makes everything smell so sweet…
that makes you smile a little more often…
that makes all hearts skip a beat?
When the winter chill begins to thaw
why do birds begin to sing?
Could it be they know water from the melted snow
will feed the daffodils of Spring?
Spring entices you too leave your house
to see what surprises she has brought.
You become a knight or a maiden on a quest…
in search of Camelot.
I wonder if the greatest love songs,
performed before queen or king…
the most eloquent of love poems
had their origin in Spring?
Why do older people move to Florida?
Could it be they understand what the seasons bring?
What better way to enter the winter of life
than in a place of eternal Spring?
A place where hope and love are never-ending
where joy and happiness take wing…
where beauty arrives on the cusp of a breeze
to paint her impressions of the Spring.
Yes, I love the hues of Autumn and Winter,
and Summer has a certain flair…
but hearts beat faster and smiles are more abundant
when Spring is in the air.
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