Early Spring
EARLY SPRING
Skating children stop in park
To stamp in muddy footmarks:
Messy, black, untidy,
Cold, repulsive, ugly -
A shallow dirty mire filled
With broken shards of ice spilled.
All in a moment the sun splashes
The blackened ice and flashes
Brighter than noon in my eyes -
A dazzling overwhelming surprise,
The dirt and mere mud mayhem
Purified into a coruscating gem.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2012
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