The Hopes of Spring
And then, adding insult to injury, the radio began playing Lara's Theme from Dr. Zhivago, and I felt transported into that sleigh, into that icy cottage. Brrrrr . . . .
Somewhere, my love, there will be songs to sing
Although the snow covers the hopes of Spring
I turned from the window and my eyes fell upon a vase of gorgeous pink tulips, a birthday gift nearly a week ago from a dear friend.
Thank you, Dottie, for uncovering the hopes of spring . . . .