The Day Which
the World Awaits

The morning has now arrived. There's a furious
light fighting with the slats of the blinds. As I
approach the front door the cool breeze slithers
across my feet. As I open the door, the fresh air
fully awakens me. As I look across the environment
in which we live, I can see the melting of fluffy
snow that came a week before. The lost birds
are now found and singing a happy tune, for it is the
day the world has been waiting for. The day the sun
has come, the day in which the leaves begin to turn, and it
is the day flowers begin blooming. For it is the first day
of spring and the cold has now been overcome.

by R. G., Norwich, CT