Well, depending on who you source, the meteorological spring for 2023 has begun. Because, from what I discovered, it starts right around the first of March, here in the Northern Hemisphere. And that’s because temperatures are, well, spring like.
But meteorological spring isn’t the spring I remember.
Because I remember learning about the vernal equinox. And that sounded like a much cooler event than just a dumb ol’ temperature gauge. So, this season of renewal, for me, always began around the 21st of March.
And I remember a day at that time of year, way back in the third quarter of the twentieth century. I lived in a small town in Kansas. And I had a serious habit of driving around the countryside to write. Mostly poems. But sometimes I’d journal a little. Other times I’d write stories.
The particular day I have in mind was a poem day. And here’s the poem about that brisk March day.
My Lover Today
Wind blowing through snowflake hills,
Ice castle all crumbling down.
Winter, in silence, is gone.
I watched it go with a frown.
Then, with a sigh, I remember saying good-bye
To Autumn the very same way.
Spring opens its eyes and mine.
There is a new warmth in the air.
Skies once clouded with flurries of snow
Now seem to be blue and fair,
And, with a sigh, Winter quickly passes me by,
And Spring is my lover today.
The seasons are lovely today…
Make my heart sing, make my thoughts cling
If things will ever
Change me into Summer.
Let me be your flowers.
We can be a painting, if we don’t get sad and…
Then, with a sigh, I remember drying my eyes,
Watching all of the seasons pass me by.
© 1973 Tony Funderburk
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