Awakening

My skin warmly tingles as the sun kisses it

I squint my eyes against its welcoming glare

The city's landscape takes off its white winter coat

To reveal the greyish beginnings of nature's promise

of a new scenic beauty.

No more talk of polar vortex or ice storms

Shovels, winter boots and parkas are locked away

Light jackets are taken out from their tombs as

Bodies sigh in relief from the release from their heavy coated shell.

Smiles now deepen as if the warmth has defrosted the frowns

Faces break free from the scarves that mummified them

Hands can now stretch without limitation

Feet can now walk (nay run) about without being weighted down.

It's now time for winter to hibernate for spring has awoken!

Melissa Richardson