Lady Spring
/Hullo, Lady Spring. Please forgive a shy sproutling for daring to hug your skirts, mistress, but I’m just so happy to see you here. Winter was ever so long. My friends and I slept under a crystalline blanket of snow, and now we are all filled with giddy glee to be stretching our arms to the golden sun and watching each other’s petals bud and grow again. We saw you wander by, green sprouts growing where you step, and I just had to run after you to tell you how happy we all are that you’ve arrived in the forest once more.