Awakening
This morning I saw daffodils
Unfurl their yellow heads,
Awakening from sleeping
In their cozy winter beds.
The weather isn’t very warm
But there’s sufficient sun
To send the message that it won’t
Be long ‘til spring’s begun.
The crocuses, already out,
Must now agree to share
Their soil with these emerging bulbs;
Of course, it’s only fair.
The landscape, dressed for winter,
Looking bare and brown and bleak
Will be bursting forth with color
Hopefully, within the week.
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