Spring Awakening

The first monarch butterfly, Just flitted by. Lazily drifting through stark spring sunlight, Seeking any blooms to alight. Daffodils cheerily glow before front fence, Oval ridged petals in breezes wave thence. A dense carpet of creeping phlox, its tiny pink flowers, By front door, were awakened by showers. Self seeded petite pansies already in bloom, Peek out between roses, making room. Surveying my thorny ones, finding none to replace, Among 350 planted, a rare fact to embrace! Three classic garden statues returned to front yard beds, Welcome passersby while ruling my homestead. Wooden whirligig birds and small figurines still to set out, Along with birdbaths hereabout. Of slight interest, the annual lawncare routine, But necessary before dreaded crabgrass is seen, That mars gardens’ lush green frame, So reluctantly, I’ll engage in that game. mrt/4-9-21