Poem from April's Newsletter

I wrote this poem several years ago, but each spring, I dig it out, because it reminds me of why I LOVE this time of year.

SPRING IN SOUTH TEXAS

As I sit on the front porch, I can see from my chair:

A field of bluebonnets rolling like the gulf as each individual flower waves its head in the breeze.

Cream-colored yucca blooms popping open like popcorn, reaching up towards the warmth of the spring sun.

Multi-colored hummingbirds buzzing like hornets as they strive to keep the feeder free from competition.

My 2-year-old grandson as he laughingly chases a butterfly through the sea of wildflowers where my husband “forgot” to mow.

Spring’s newest crop of bunnies teasing the dog by playing within “paw’s” reach, only to dart into the brush the minute she gets too close.

Brightly-hued green jays screeching their displeasure that once again I’ve let their feeder go empty.

These are the signs that it is Spring in South Texas.

Winter’s brief chill is all but forgotten.

Summer’s broiling heat too far off to worry about.

This is when I’m glad I live where I do.

Springtime—my favorite time of the year.

Spring is when I know that I live in God’s country—the closest I’ll ever get to Heaven on earth!

©2004 by Carol Riley Cain