As I lay outside, the rays of sun splash against my face.
The warmth wraps my body in a blanket of sunshine.
The breeze whispers to the world that a new is beginning,
That it is time awake and greet what surrounds us all.
The birds sound off to the rest, as if they are the wake up call.
The leaves rustle creating a calming rhythm.
The trees still bare from yesterdays storm.
But holding on their branches the hope for tomorrow.
The flowers stretch open their petals.
Over night it seems the world has gone from black and white
To full of color and life, enriched with greens and reds, purples and yellows.
As the weather changes so to the moods.
People seem chipper, and more intoned with the outside world around them.
The promises spring holds,
One for rebirth
One for life
One for a new
One for change
One for growth
But most of all one for
The promises of tomorrow’s glory.
The rays hold that promise, the promise that the days will grow longer, brighter and towards the season of summer.
by Corinne, Senior
Thursday, March 26, 2009
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