Are you ready to grace spring’s bliss?
It’s 6 am. I’m sipping my coffee. As I sit at my desk, ready to write ‘Hints Of Life Guest Columns’ – a crisp Spring breeze kisses my sleepy face. Among my many thoughts a realization I’m smiling more these days. Is it the spring effect? By all means, the answer is YES! 🙂
The days are getting longer. Past Sunday, the clocks changed in the United States. Though people have different opinions on Daylight Saving Time, that’s how we live now. In my personal opinion, I am hopeful the U.S. Senate approves the bill to make Daylight Saving Time permanent. But then, of course, there are two sides to the coin. It might not be as good a solution to people living far North. Going forward.
Good News
Spring is coming early to the United States. March 20, 2022, at 11:33 A.M. EDT, will officially mark the start of the Spring season. This means the sun will cross the equator line heading North. Are you excited about the increasing daylight hours and warming temperatures?
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Are you ready to grace spring’s bliss?
Celebrating the first day of spring. Our guest writer Sugandh Swani pours her heart in her new poem- ‘The Spring Song’ for the readers. Her joy to welcome the season of regrowth rebirth of earth after a long, long slumber is unmatched. How many of you feel the same way? Tell us in the comments below.
The Spring Song
By Sugandh Swani
It is instead a time of joy, Now that you are about to leave, For we could never see eye to eye, So now I shall no more grieve. Until the next time when you come again, To wrap the world in your beautiful blanket, Of cold, white, and painful silence, That will slow time down to tranquility. But I hardly admire the peace of your presence, In our lives for those nights so long, For you bring with you chilly winds, That sings a grim and gloomy song. You paint deep wrinkles on the faces Of young and old, everyone alike, And put to bed, timid creatures, That run for their life, as you strike. You announce your arrival with a sweet fragrance, That invites everyone for a walk in the woods, And then you reveal your dark face, That hisses cold secrets from under the hood. On your way back, when you are in full bloom, You scribble epitaphs for the poor and old, Who gives in to death and it takes them away, To become lost stories, forgotten and told. So, now that you are leaving, O Winter, I bid you farewell with a joyous heart, And I wait for Spring and all its color, For a new life and old warmth as you depart!
Sugandh Swani is a Public Relations professional and a poet at heart. To follow her poetic endeavor follow @sugandhswani on instagram and twitter.
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