Songs of Spring

Spring... thaws the frozen fears,

mends the wounded heart

that Winter has broken.

~Aarno Davidson

chickadee	House Finch	Some birds are poets and sing all summer. ~Henry David Thoreau, journal, 1852 July 5th	The birds that Winter drives away Will surely come again with Spring.
Not everything is black or white Some things are lonely grey Like windows looking out on rain at dusk Or the bitter pain in wint	Bursts music-mad into the blue abyss... ~Edwin Markham, "At Dawn"	The trills and trickles of song from the birds	Dawn-giddy birds chirp as if every morning is a special occasion. Wise, wise birds. ~Terri Guillemets
give them fruit for their songs. ~Joseph Addison, 1712	Birdsong: a branch of music. ~Terri Guillemets