As the snow gets smaller and smaller.   We dream of Spring. Insects will start to appear. We turn the pages. The dribbling of drops begins.   We dream of Spring. Plan our gardens With a magazine. Some green starts to appear.   We dream of Spring. Town meetings start. Voices are heard. Hoping for no flooding.  We dream of Spring. What do you dream of in Spring? Ginni Nichols, Young Adult Librarian