Hurrah! The trees in my garden have suddenly burst into bloom after a couple of days of warm weather. I finally feel that Spring has Sprung. – Rachel

For winter’s rains and ruins are over,

And all the seasons of snows and sins;

The days dividing lover and lover,

The light that loses, the night that wins;

And time remembered is grief forgotten,

And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,

And in green underwood and cover

Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

Algernon Charles Swinburne