Winter's Last Gasp, 2
The snow this morning
looks like powdered sugar
sprinkled on lime Jell-O
The grass
already “greening up”
is lightly dusted
with those powdery flakes
I watched drift down
at 5:00 AM
Yet the sun, rising at 7:00
is laughing at the snow
assuring the daffodils
the crocus and hyacinth
they simply have nothing
to worry about.
At 9:00 AM
The sun’s promise
strikes true.
© cfa 3/27/2015
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2015
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