Soooo Spring is one week away? I’m not sure about that. . .
Last week, my dear elderly neighbor from the Ukraine told me that they have a saying in her country when March 1st comes around:
where the prompts are “Twist&Shout,” well, I was doing a little shouting myself!
The Fight is On
The snow twists the Spring
As Winter shouts loud in place
Who wins the war now?
Oh, but how could I resist some other memories fluttering in when that prompt came this morning? . . . Almost 50 years ago, and my teenage brother put on the radio and tried to teach this clumsy little sister how to “Do the Twist” with Chubby Checker. His moves had me laughing hysterically, as I vainly tried to copy what he was accomplishing.
My rhythm is weak
So lacking to twist and sway
Instead, SHOUT with song!
He is the brother who left this earth, just a few years ago, when Heaven called His name. I wonder if the angels are enjoying his gift of music today?