Winters Last Surprise
** Winter’s Last Surprise **
How strange it seems
Being within a few days of Spring
To see the landscape
All covered in white!
How odd it feels
For all the trees’ branches
With all their twigs, too, showing
Every tip accentuated
— Ready to bud
Open to Spring —
But now how so jarring
To see the frigid air’s blanket
Of snow fallen
Heavily over everything…Is this a
Wanting act by Winter,as if
It were wishing to kill
The early-risen daffodils? To
Infuse despair into
Winter-weary trees along with
All the early green
Of the ground being turned white?
And, too, we must wear our gloves
Yet one more morning, going out
To clear the cars and walks
Of this snowfall’s final hoorah.
How much more marvelous will feel
The opening days of Spring’s clear,
Soft, azure blue skies!
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(c) sally young eslinger 3/12/22
Thanks be to God
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