Vår!

Birds above the Village, 1913 

Franz Marc

Spring (Again)

The birds were louder this morning, 
raucous, oblivious, tweeting their teensy bird-brains out. 
It scared me, until I remembered it's Spring. 
How do they know it? A stupid question. 
Thank you, birdies. I had forgotten how promise feels. 
                                                         Michael Ryan

Återigen

Mars, 1890

Theodor Kittelsen

Spring (Again)
The birds were louder this morning,
raucous, oblivious, tweeting their teensy bird-brains out.
It scared me, until I remembered it’s Spring.
How do they know it? A stupid question.
Thank you, birdies. I had forgotten how promise feels.
                                                                    Michael Ryan