The spring is already waiting, I wish you a nice week!
A genesis of jade and pink,
Emerging colors (fairies’ ink).
Oh, have you slept in sylvan bliss
Your icebound days of prejudice?
Might you not have somehow foretold,
While we yet had abysmal cold?
A peek of green, a lark’s sweet trill,
A dandelion or daffodil?
The west wind, Zephyr, warming
Air and earth and hearts, transforming.
The ivy wakens, begins ascent--a cottage stones embellishment
Miss Trillium, I see you first,
In March—three leaves, a flower burst.
Then chickweed, fire-pink, waterleaf,
I thank you each; my wait was brief.
M. Gibbs
