Friday, May 20, 2016

New Green


New Green                     


 

By John W. Vander Velden

 

     I am reminded, with the fresh new leaves that show themselves first in early May that spring has come.  Mom told how “new green” was her favorite…her favorite color…her favorite time of the year.  Strange how so many decades as I toiled to prepare for another crop, carrying unending demands, immense responsibilities, I never noticed…really.  Spring came and with it the race I ran, a race with too few days, containing too few hours.  I drove myself, focused but unseeing.

     But the long race and past’s burdens, has left its mark.  Youth’s stamina has abandoned and in its place just a few moments to, as I catch my breath, see some of what was overlooked before.  Weary bones and aching muscles remind me of my mortality.  This old horse ain’t what he was.  But that’s alright.  It is probably too much to ask GOD for another thirty years.  But whether HE gives me thirty years or thirty minutes I should not squander a one.  But that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t take the time to walk the spring woods, whisper to the violets that sprinkle the ground with their blossoms.  It doesn’t mean that I should not whistle back to the cardinal that calls to me from the treetops.  It does not mean I should not fill my lungs with the fragrance of lilacs or allow the warm spring breeze to muss my hair.  Life is a gift an adventure of many facets.  I will force myself to be content with past’s accomplishments, accepting my failings as well as victories.  But I remain excited about tomorrow…and all the tomorrows that lie before me, be they one or twenty thousand.  And I will take the time to notice the “new green”, and I expect it will be my favorite as well….  

 

5-16-2016 (302 Words)


 

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