I have just been reading about Spring. Indeed I have posted a few poems about Spring myself. As I have said many times before, I am all for honesty and today I found myself grieving. Spring was always my favourite time of year. I loved it and awaited its coming eagerly. The garden always looked so beautiful in Spring. It seems strange to say that at this, my favourite time of year when all is light and joy, I was plunged into the most terrible darkness as I was told that I had a serious cancer. It was the darkest day of my life. And the upshot of it all is that I can no longer see the Spring. Neither can I get out much to feel and touch it and smell it. I find myself grieving today at the same time as feeling joy that the Spring is almost here. Tears.

8 thoughts on “SPRING

  1. I’m so sorry, Lorraine. I wish you could at least get out to feel the sun, smell and touch spring when it arrives. 💙 Spring was my mother’s favorite season; mine is fall.

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  2. Because I have been enjoying this first flush of Spring, I am more than ever aware of your sadness that you cannot see it. Search your memories, Spring is the same as it always was.
    Best wishes, Pete. x

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