Dozens of robins spread
an orange blanket
on the verdant grass.
Daffodils poke through
the bony fingers of winter,
the first bluebird flits
like a kite through azure skies.
A breeze whispers in the woods,
hundreds of birds flock
to the tops of trees,
the syncopation of songsters:
a prelude to spring!
--Brenda Kay Ledford
I hope my blogger friends are well and that the weather is warmer. After the cold snap, I was so happy to see the daffodils blooming. Although we will probably get more cold weather, I'm reminded when the daffodils bloom, that spring is coming again!
7 comments:
Oh! Such a pretty sight!
Beautiful poem Brenda. I always look forward to the daffodils but I fear this warm spell is going to cause everything to put out and get frozen later on. I sure hope I'm wrong.
Brenda, I love your spring poem! And the beautiful flowers do tell us spring will come. I've seen one buttercup in my yard.
Hi Brenda. I'm so looking forward to the first daffodils of spring. We've had many robins show up already, but it will be a while before the flowers shoot up and bloom.
Love the pretty poem and how lovely the daffodils look!
Enjoy!
I miss the daffodils. We had them all over the yard when I was growing up, but they just done live here. It's too hot, I guess.
Lovely daffodils and such a nice poem! Daffodils bring the bright yellow of spring.
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