The open windows let in the sound of
children set free
from the icy confines
of winter.
Joyful voices
buzzing back and forth.
Coats unzipped, hat tossed aside.
Feet sloshing in the still frozen ground
mixed with melted
bits of winter.
The open windows
reveal a taste of spring,
hope on a breeze
excitement on a ray of sunshine
and smiles all around.
Coffee Fueled Musings 
I feel transported. 🙂 I really like this piece.
I loved the line “Hope on a breeze.” Very evocative poem.
Lovely – we had a day like this, too, and felt so grateful (and hopeful).
Melted bits of winter, yes, that is the sign of spring coming.