A Touch Of Spring

This evening I attended a poetry reading with a friend. The poet read some of her own poems. I enjoyed the poems she read. A few of them "hit home" with me. Since we arrived in the town early, we stopped for a light supper before the event. The weather was beautiful. It was nice to walk and enjoy the "promise of spring to come" weather. People were outside most likely glad that old man winter had taken a break and let a touch of spring come our way.