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Why is she hiding?
Last week she showed her glorious face
on a day of sunshine and 70s.
Then as quickly as she came,
she was gone.
And the tears of rain came
pouring down, leaving hints of
tiny, fresh buds on trees,
sprouts emerging from the wet, brown dirt
and a glimpse of renewal
of new life, of hope.
But then she turned her back
those tears turned cold
ice, freezing rain, sleet and
now today snow.
Blowing, blustery snow
in the middle of April.
The gray, snowy day fills
my view out my window.
And I ask again,
"Why are you not ready
to reveal yourself?
What are you afraid of?"
I will continue to be patient
because I know she will come
again in all her glory.
And, yes, I will close my eyes
look heavenward and thank God above
for this season of change.
I will embrace and accept her
when she decides to show her face
and arrive with a newness and
splendor of revival. It's time.
But, why, oh, why is she still hiding?
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I was surprised over the month of March during the challenge, I never wrote about the weather. Perhaps, because spring decided not to fully arrive to bring in the new growth and beauty. Yet, here I write about the weather in the middle of April, still wondering where spring is ...