gems glitter on Hyatt-Mill Creek,
purple crocus pop up,
the year's at the spring.
Cotton clouds kiss azure skies,
mountains unfurl royal blue ribbons,
jonquils splash sunshine on banks,
the robins twitter as they fly.
Sound the flute!
The winter is past,
life bursts forth from earth's tomb,
gems glitter on Hyatt-Mill Creek.
The hillside's dew-pearled,
frogs croak on the pond,
there's joy in the mountains,
the year's at spring.
--Brenda Kay Ledford
This poem was published in "Pancakes in Heaven," March, 2016 issue.
