Spinning its web attached in mid air
and reaching it's way to the deck.
Connecting itself to first post
the next solid thing it can attach.
A large specimen with yellow spots
dotted up and down it's back
Weaving a tapestry of intricate detail
waiting for it's next catch.



Across the way in the maple tree
that's just beginning to bud,
Perched on a limb dressed in crimson red
Sat the most beautiful cardinal bird
Waiting patiently for his mate
Spying the most perfect location
Where they could make their bed.



Tiny buds popping up their heads,
through the seasons cool earth.
Awakening from their winter beds
Restoring themselves for rebirth.
Soon they will waving in the breeze,
Opening their faces with such ease.



Spring fever or so it's called
Is trying to rear it's head.
But the winter in reluctance,
Wants to hold back instead.
All of nature is becoming aware
The first indications of her arrival
What a masterpiece in the making
Approaching on the horizon.



But, alas, the day is finally here,
When everything about is buzzing
Daffodils and lilies and winter pansies
All join together to welcome Spring back
And say goodbye to it's cousin.
So they will cherish it's warm breezes
Until they know, it will again be freezing.



Spring is truly a miracle in deed,
The cold and ice of winter are in the past
New life is abounding with each planted seed,
And the butterflies emerge their caccoons at last
To help to produce and pollinate the plants
Because it won't be that long
And they will begin to die away fast.



So the chain of life goes on to repeat
All of nature in their cyles of life.
Every year, I always await the warm treat
Of Springtime in the air that's such a delight
The creations of plants that recreate each year
And the insects that help keep balance in life
Just a few miracles created to give cheer.



©Shirley Barr
March 6, 2004
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Psalms 1:3 ~ And He shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth His fruit in His season; His leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever He doeth shall prosper.