Monday, April 05, 2010

Spring!


Forsythia bursts like strings of popcorn
Daffodils, happy trumpets

Children run and shout
Like convicts escaped
Throw balls
Ride bikes
Grow in the sunshine

Pink buds fold out of gray pods
Green stems rise out of muddy earth

Every year I am amazed
Again
By the miracle
That is
Spring

2 comments:

Carol said...

Hi Adena,

I love your spring poem....we really don't have the same kind of spring here, and I miss it....

Alisa said...

Wonderful imagery, Adena! I am going to share it with my Mom who will love it too. Happy Spring!