These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Cascade: "Winter Melts into Spring"

Freedom from the coldest blasts.
Now the days in warmth do shine.
Fly a flag from the highest mast,
"Springtime lifts the hearts, that pine."

Cold the nights with coldest temps.
Frozen blanket moisture casts.
Warmed by thoughts in hoped attempts.
Freedom from the coldest blasts.

Forecast nights of warmer ways.
Gentle breath of breeze so kind.
Almost hot the springtime stays.
Now the days in warmth do shine.

Hopeful hearts embrace the rest.
Dance a jig. Be free from the past.
"Winter's cold, the bygone test,"
fly a flag from the highest mast.

Respite brings the brightest gift.
Solid path the people find.
Days of grace, emotions shift.
"Springtime lifts the hearts, that pine."

by Jay O’Toole
on February 24th, 2022