It’s Easter. For a lot of people, myself included, that means a long weekend. As often happens, it’s raining. Here in the capital of Canada, that is often the case. It’s spring and spring means rain. I don’t mind much because it’s actually my favourite time of the year.

WELCOME SPRING

I look outside at overcast,

And steady, falling rain.

And stop and think, it’s not so bad,

‘Cause spring is here again.

If April showers bring May flowers,

Then they should be here soon.

The beauty only grow each day,

Right through the end of June.

Then summer’s here with hotter days,

It is a different thing.

Of all the seasons of the year,

My favourite one is spring.

To watch the world wake up once more,

From it’s long winter sleep.

Watch barren trees begin to green,

As sap does upward creep.

Returning birds with joyous sound,

Greet every new days dawn.

And every day new wonders brings,

As spring comes slowly on.

So keep the summer’s blist’ring heat,

The autumn’s winding down.

And blinding sun on winter’s snow,

Just makes me squint and frown.

No give me spring, new life, rebirth,

Now babies, blooms and bees.

My heart is filled with joy each year,

When spring it finally sees.

Cheers, Winston