Wind spirits itself through the trees, while a few white flakes fall delicately, whimsically, often laughing at us as they pass by our windows.
Dormant tulips had already pushed their little heads through lifeless soil.
What once was blanketed in white is now smothered in new life.
Green grass burrows through some late falling leaves.
Buds are ready to pop as their freshness reaches for the sun.
Dew glistens on the skeletal branches which will soon flourish,
Spring is in the air,
Birds have found their way back,
Squirrels actively search for food from their winter stockpile,
Wondering where they placed it.
The sun takes on a stronger heat, warming the land,
Preparing it for the months to come.