The birds have changed their songs.
Gone is the woeful winter blues that sat heavy in their voices yesterday.
Their song now replaced with excitement spilling over in their shared melodies.
Delighted arias freshen the air with hope, joy and promise.
Spring is coming.
It merrily heralds of their lover’s expected return.
So pleasing to hear their desires being reborn in song.
A breathtaking gift of felicity.
My spirit recharges and sings it’s own uplifting song.