A Joy Deferred

Today the sun came out again,
I always knew it would.
The wind is cold but that’s okay,
Spring’s on it’s way that’s good.

Before too long the days will warm,
The leaves once more appear.
The birds return their lovely songs,
Are what I long to hear.

To feel the grass between my toes,
Brings out my joy within.
Enjoy a beer down on the beach,
The sun upon my skin.

It’s coming soon this happy time,
And I can barely wait.
But the snow this morning says,
That Spring is running late.

Cheers, Winston