Where were you when the flowers first came into bloom, were you sitting by the window in your quiet room. Perhaps just gazing at the rain clouds gathering in the sky, Watching the hawk dipping and circling as he did fly. Winter nights so long and cold seemed would forever last, bears are now roaming the hillsides the snow is thankfully of the past. Everything is awakening with the warmth of the springtime sun, the squirrels chasing each other and having so much fun. I can't help but have praise for this season, our Creator willingly gives it to us without a reason. The rebirth of all things before our eyes, I look forward to the beauty of each colorful sunset and sunrise. Joanna Morningstar Randolph Copyright © 2009