Sunday Morning Peace

It's Almost Time!

for Spring, that is.

Loved this cute poem. 

So aptly describes how I feel 

even though I'm thankful for all the days God gives me. 

Enjoy.

The First Bluebird

Jest rain and snow! and rain again!

And dribble! drip! and blow!

Then snow! and thaw! and slush! and then--

Some more rain and snow!

This morning I was 'most afeard

To wake up--when, I jing!

I seen the sun shine out and heerd

The first bluebird of spring!

Mother she'd raised the winder some;

And in acrost the orchard come,

Soft as an angel's wing,

A breezy, treesy, beesy hum,

Too sweet for any thing!

The winter's shroud was rent apart--

The sun bust forth in glee,

And when that bluebird sung, my hart

Hopped out of bed with me!

--James Whitcomb Riley

Blessings!