The Long Awaited Arrival

She had put away her finery 
with the greatest of care;
pulled up her downy blanket 
and settled in to sleep,

But with the warmth of the new dawn
she awakens from her slumber;
pushes back her tranquil covering
and stretches tired fingers to the sky.

She bathes in crystal streams
and dries her hair under the sun,
meticulously preparing
for much awaited celebrations.

Decked in her dress of velvet green
adorned with flowers at its flowing hem,
she decorates her hair
with fragrant, trailing blossoms.

Then newly draped in her finest robes
she dances gracefully on painted toes;
greeted with abundant jubilation
at every turn upon her path;

Heralded by the music of songbirds
that swoop merrily about her head,
singing sweetly to all who are near:
“Behold, Spring is here!”

               april 2002

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