2010 Big Lake Half Marathon

2010 Big Lake Half Marathon This is the half marathon I'm running May 8th. coming up fast!

Spring

Spring


It rides on sunlit breezes,
And alights upon the trees,
It beacons buds to open wide,
And release their vital seeds.

It wafts among the earthy woodlands,
And stirs the creature’s sleep,
And moves them from dormant burrows,
Where winter, still, did keep.

It trills among the finch and robin,
As they spread their wings to flight,
And in the staccato rap of the woodpecker,
And owl, swooping aloft each night.

It trickles in the glades and streams,
That flow to rivers wide,
It laps the pebbles, trips o’er stones,
Oh onward, sea bound ride.

It nudges, stirs to action,
With a new domestic list—
“Till the garden, gather seeds,
And pick up winter’s cast off sticks.
Rake the lawn, dump the leaves,”
Until the chores--
Daylight savings exceeds.

And in the damp, pungent soil at last,
It beacons hands while the sparrows sing,
And the rains trickle past,
And the flower’s blooms amassed,
Fresh sunlit beams are cast,
Winter’s hold, at last, is dashed.
Alas! It is s spring!

And in the hazy, twilight hour,
When the peepers start their song,
I can sit-- warm, tired, and contented,
Amphibious choral work accented,
And drift in the peaceful slumber sing,
And rest, dear heart,
For it is spring!