For Now They Hide

Bark stripped from a tree blowing in the wind Airplane stripes high across the deep blue sky Clouds racing as if wanting to rescind, Any blockage of sunlight going by All in my view, walking along the street Where snow still hugs the curbs, as if to cling To the security of the concrete Until, overpowered by the change of spring The flowers are patient as we must be In these last gasps of cold, fresh, air outside Replaced by warmth and sweet plant’s fragrance To look forward to, while for now they hide Heidi Sands 3/23/19