Hope Poem by cheryl davis miller

I looked out of the window today
and I was excited to see.
A Robin-red breast there in the snow
peering back quizzically at me.

I exclaimed, 'Oh guess what I just saw
on the 25th day of January?
'Well I don't know what's excited you so, '
answered sweet Rosemary.

I shared with her what I had viewed
and the cause for my exclamation.
That when once we see the Robin's return
it's a call for winter's cessation.

For country folk have believed it is so
for generation's now long since past.
And that all try to be the first one to see
the foretelling of Spring's coming at last.

With that the sun suddenly peeked out
for the very first time that day.
As if right on que to confirm the sight too
that Spring surely is coming our way.

I offered up thanks to my Father;
that all things have beginning and end.
That winters long grip is passing
and that Spring is coming my friend...