Sunday, March 20, 2016

March 20, 2016 - Spring


Having sprung
And demanded undue attention
As a child
Learning a new skill
Look at me!
Seems very much like yesterday
And even more like tomorrow
No sign of promised greenery
The tantalizing lies
Of unfaithful color
And birds are guilty, too
Giving the secret away
In sweet songs
To a washed out world
Waiting silently
Through the betrayal
Of winter’s harshness
The ravaged landscape
Look at me!

Still waiting for the promise.

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