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Early Showing

(Ode to the Crocus)

Before the bud appears 
          	to trumpet winter's end,
before the robin comes 
         	 	to bob-head for his worm,
before my heart rebounds 
         		 from razor's keening edge;

I walk the hidden path 
          	of garden's withered past,
in search of one who dares 
		ignore the blizzard's blast
and peek her cheeky nose 
		up through a snowy nest,

to wink her shining eye,
		at me, as I pass by.
Her flame, within itself, 
		ignites a tiny spark
of joy inside my heart, 
		on which I now embark.


Published LifeWay Press Magazine,
    Mature Living, March, 2010



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