Come Back Soon

I know a new winter storm is brewing for tomorrow but right now the sun is shining, the ice and snow are melting and the birds are chattering.  It smells like Spring even though I know it isn't even close to arriving. Whenever I hear the trickling of water in the gutters and see the dripping from the icicles on the eaves I can't help but have thoughts of bulbs bursting, trees budding and robins nesting.  I love Spring, my favorite season.  Please come soon, I miss you.