The Hope of Spring

A beautiful porch with the hope of spring.

The Hope of Spring


Spring comes just when we need it to the most,
When there is no more waiting within us.
When one more dreary day cannot be tolerated,
Brown and gray are charmingly replaced by
Pink and yellow and green.

There is hope in the air of spring.
There is lightness and freedom, too.
So join me on my porch with a cuppa.
We will sit in freshness, smell new growth,
And smile in anticipation of
Even more that is yet to be.


Susan Patterson
                                                                           2004

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Audio:  The Hope of Spring

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Discussion: The Hope of Spring

The Hope of Spring  is one of my older tea poems.  It is sweet and conventional.  It is a basic poem that talks of the simpler things of life like, colors, smells and sitting on a porch.   You know, we hardly sit on porches any more.  Perhaps that is a past time we might want to resurrect.  James and I  sit on our front walk way and the neighbors call us the old fogies, but what matter.   So, even though this is an elementary poem, one can still appreciate the nuances it presents in a living style of happiness. 

I live in Oregon.  The colors in the winter here are dark green, grey and brown.  Everything is muted.  Nevertheless, the combination of those colors can be beautiful and elegant.  But when we think that another day of rain cannot be tolerated, the sun breaks out for awhile and other colors climb up out of the brown earth.  I think we appreciate that happening even more than if we had bright colors all year around. 

When spring comes to you, go outside, smell the newness and enjoy the hope it brings.  skp

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Green Replaces Brown

False geraniums that cover the ground in the Patterson yard.

It doesn't get any better than trillium and ours are just peeking up out of the the wet soil.

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Cheery-bye!  skp