Spring Forward Only
I smell spring in the air, in this mildest of winters
A new beginning, a new start, flowering
Of life – and lives – just waiting for their time to shine
Full of promise, experience, better parameters;
of happiness, success, meaning
The cleansing baptism of life, renewed, by choice.
Fine tuned to chase those elusive ideas of happiness and success.
New growing flowers have their own music, spirituality.
Their very sight lifts others, of the human variety.
Breathe deeply in, fragrancies; of life, hope,
new possibilities, fresh in life or in commitment
to live each day to its maximum promise.
For when the clock strikes midnight
we have exchanged one day of this life,
never to be recovered, or made up for,
for whatever fulfillment of that promise that we achieved.