Spring time of life.
A time to begin and grow.
Flowers fill the senses with beauty. Just as the childhood faces brighten our world and bring joy to all.
Spring blossoms show the promise of the future summer fruit.
Spring time is full of promise and hope.
Just as our our early years are filled with hopes and dreams of "when I grow up".
The seeds are germinating. The flowers are being pollinated. The future potential is being planted in the hearts of the youth.
Seeds and flowers growing. This is springtime.
William Wordsworth, ‘Lines Written in Early Spring‘.
Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ’tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:—
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure…