Every Spring . . . .

Courtesy of the author.
Every Spring we would wait for it--
the snow cover of the fields to melt
a gush of water gathered up
plummeting through the crease in the hill
down down down into the creek
swelling the trickling stream
of the little bubbling spring
on the east side of the coulee
near the pasture’s north fence.

Winnipeg’s Winter just settled in.
As I step out on the frozen porch
gentle murmuring meets my ear,
a welcome warm Spring sound.
Welling up through a pavement hole
near the neighbour’s gate water rises
washes the pavement clean and flows
sixty feet along the Young Street curb
then down down the sewer entrance goes.

A city spring sprung,
a glimmer reminder
Of a season to come

Frank Obrigewitsch, SJ, is pastor of St. Ignatius parish in Winnipeg.

  • Peter Bisson
    Posted at 13:07h, 17 December Reply

    Thank you Frank!

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