Oh, What a Little Sunshine Can Do

The temperatures outside may still be frigid


But when the sun shows her face


My heart flees the depths of Winter


And sings to the heartbeat of Spring


Casting shadows, large and small
Peeling back that flat paint of white and grey
Contrast is almost colour


The Earth warms
The snows curls in lazy ribbons off the barn rooves


The icicles, almost gone
Colour is unveiled 


The temperatures outside may still be frigid
But my heart is warm