On wintry mornings,
when all else but coffee fails,
take heart; spring’s coming.
This too shall pass
Tag: poetry
Nature speaks
Peeking through the trees,
straight into denying eyes,
changing; climate, lives.
Attention seeking
Poking out, calling,
as toddler for its mother,
comes first sign of spring.
Aspire
Reaching for the skies,
like well manicured buildings,
aim for the high life.
Necessity
Decorative cage,
symbol of reality—
for nature haters.
