Spring Returns

I feel as though I have been locked up inside forever. My limbs are aching to run out and away into the wild blue yonder, my feet long to delight in the cool green comfort of fresh spring grass. But it's dark so soon after the day's responsibilities are done, and too cold for any gallivanting. So, I stay inside, waiting for spring.

After what seems like forever, it comes, sweet, fresh, and clean, bringing with it the joy of a thousand children laughing. Flowers bloom, the snow subsides, then melts away, washing the stolid, musty winter air away.