"No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn." ~Hal Borland~
Spring how you flirt with us dropping snowflakes the size of flowers, that danced in the morning wind after yesterday's 70 degree day and poof! your joke was over, without so much as a white footprint to leave on the warming dirt. I know your tricks, you'll be back with yawns that wake the buds filling the air with fragrant scents and vibrant skies and you're fingerprints will ooze of deja vu and first time love.