Hello my beautiful friend!
I've been waiting for you with such anticipation and can't tell you how glad I am to see you're starting to make your way around again. You may be planning to just pop by for a short visit, but trust me, you don't want to do that. I promise it's in your best interest to take off your shoes and stay a while because if you turn around and usher [Winter] back here... well you've never seen me around Winter so to protect our friendship, let's just keep it that way.
Throughout the gloomy grays and bare branches of your predecessor, I pine for you to show your face. Your peaking blooms, that whimsy you bring to the air, the warmth of a day over 50 degrees. Butterflies stir in my stomach as I gleefully sense you making your way back into my life.
Juicy, red strawberries lining the shelves, store racks retiring tall boots for keyhole flats and pretty sandals, calendars filling with outdoor movies and concerts, pastel eggs and whicker baskets calling for their big moment. It's all so... cheerful. My cheeks feel rosier just thinking about you.
Now I know you've had some backlash from others in the past because of your sidekicks, Pollen and Rain. I'll admit I'm not the biggest fan of them myself - they make my nose run like Forest Gump and my hair flatter than a Kansas corn field. But I can overlook your baggage - we all have it. It's the core of you that I admire.
Your temperatures mean I don't have to spend five extra minutes bundling myself in bulky outerwear and clunky boots to simply walk my dog. Oh how my toes are crying for their freedom! On the first whisper of your arrival I let them glimpse the daylight and it was pure bliss. My dresses are calling to be tugged from their dusty racks and swung around in a field somewhere. _(I don’t often spin in open fields in my dresses, but I don’t want to disappoint them so please Spring, just let them keep dreaming.)_
The point is, I'm so ready for us to meet again. You seem timid to come back this way, like you can't make up your mind, but I can assure you that you will be welcomed with open arms. You've got friends here, Spring. Let's get on with it!