The Spring Cometh
Bare winter trees begin to grow;
driving around, I watch nature's show.
shafts of light among taller, barren trunks
dogwoods blossom, a herald
as the woods come to life
Raindrops chase raindrops by design
and April beckons a flash flood.
The muddy streams now fill their banks,
daffodils and Bradford pears bud.
bird nests sporting eggs
yards gussied up for Easter
resurrection nears
March 20, 2022
Combination of Forms Contest:
“Crystalline- Kimo- Quatrain- Haiku”
Emile Pinet
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