It's that season again when the breeze is warm enough To go out in nature And the hike is not so rough The ground is dry enough The rock's not so slippery As we climbed the trails above Not so muddy but rocky There's not much greenery But a hint of good scenery With young growth below, yet premature Give a hope that reassures Then Easter Day we were looking forward to Came by and flew through A few weeks of preparation With our three generations Putting up decorations Getting gifts all ready Making food for everybody Some are healthy, some . . . just yummy The egg hunting that used to be for our children Some many years ago are now enjoyed by our grandkids Who reminds us of those early years The happy birthday days of festivities The joy from those activities Makes me grateful for simple things That has not changed Spending time, playing, and eating together Can bring joy altogether
Capturing reasons to clap, smile, and extend a hand