We finally had a taste of beautiful Spring-like weather around here this week. And then it got rainy and the temperature dropped. But we know Spring is there - lurking around the corner and coming out to play from time to time. So in honor of Spring:
by Robert Louis Stevenson
The air was full of sun and birds,
The fresh air sparkled clearly.
Remembrance wakened in my heart
And I knew I loved her dearly.
The fallows and the leafless trees
And all my spirit tingled.
My earliest thought of love, and Spring's
First puff of perfume mingled.
In my still heart the thoughts awoke,
Came lone by lone together -
Say, birds and Sun and Spring, is Love
A mere affair of weather?
The Round-up is at Cuentecitos this week.