March 3, 2016 by dianacranstoun

Spring

I’m in the process of moving house. Unpacking one of my boxes today, I came upon a journal I kept waaay back when I was 20 years of age. Inside was a poem called ‘Spring’. Given today’s glorious Calgary weather and the excitement of a new home, it seemed fitting to share it with you here.

SPRING – by Diana Cranstoun

The dawn
Of the world
Is beginning

A time
To start afresh
To forget
The failure
And sadness
Of yesterday

A time
When life
Promises
Hope

The trees blossom
The flowers bloom
And the sun
Yawns its greeting
To the world.

9 thoughts on “Spring”

Lira | March 3, 2016 at 6:24 pm

Reading this poem cheered me up a bit. Tonight was tough, so I’m happy that you shared your poetry.

My best wishes.

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- dianacranstoun | March 3, 2016 at 9:34 pm
  
  Hi Lira. Many thanks for your kind comment. I’ve been going through a rough spell myself so can appreciate those evenings when things are tough. My thoughts are with you.
  
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  - Lira | March 3, 2016 at 9:42 pm
    
    Thank you x
    
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becomingveritate | March 3, 2016 at 6:52 pm

Freshness, spring is arriving!
Thank you for sharing 🙂

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- dianacranstoun | March 3, 2016 at 9:33 pm
  
  Many thanks! It’s a lovely time of year.
  
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mahriegreid | March 4, 2016 at 8:30 am

Ah yes – a reminder from the past and a beacon for the future. How timely is this poem! It left a warm ball in my solar plexus.

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- dianacranstoun | March 4, 2016 at 1:56 pm
  
  I’m glad you liked it!
  
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Jill R Selman | March 4, 2016 at 8:54 am

Lovely poem. The days are getting longer here, and the crocuses have appeared. Sunny here today also. Saw five deer yesterday from the train to Glasgow!
All the best for the move, every blessing,
Jill.

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- dianacranstoun | March 4, 2016 at 1:57 pm
  
  Thanks, Jill. No crocuses here, but we’ve had a very mild winter and it is gorgeous out again today. All the best.
  
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