CC Bloom Poet Free verse

The Vibrant and Softer Color of Trees

is in the angle
and light
from which you see them.

The sun can worm its way through
to untold detail
on an inch
of bark.

Hope isn't far behind.

I saw my first flowering Dogwood tree
this afternoon
when I picked Ben up from golf practice.

I arrived early so I could relax
in my car,
and not be rushed by life.

There was a purple and two white
flowering trees
in front of my Toyota Corolla.

I thought God must have put them there
on purpose for me today, as well
as those who chose to look out
at all the spring presents
that might not last until
tomorrow.

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