Oh, What a Little Sunshine Can Do

The temperatures outside may still be frigid

But when the sun shows her face

My heart flees the depths of Winter

And sings to the heartbeat of Spring

Casting shadows, large and small

Peeling back that flat paint of white and grey
Contrast is almost colour

The Earth warms
The snows curls in lazy ribbons off the barn rooves

The icicles, almost gone
Colour is unveiled 

The temperatures outside may still be frigid

But my heart is warm