A Warm Week Makes Quite the Difference
Sunday sonnet

The spring’s exploding, happening real quick while daffodil blooms shrivel up to show fast swelling seedpods, life’s arithmetic. Some flowers slink away. Beds overflow.
A baby bunny jumps out from behind that pile of last years golden leaves. It shakes. The sun shines bright. It doesn’t seem to mind and quite a difference a warm week makes.
Flamboyant tulips squeal in pure delight. Fern fronds spin open, fill the garden floor. Thing’s grow so fast I follow but not quite. Not time to pay attention anymore.
Been waiting while this season kind of took. I know it won’t last long, Let’s take a look.

Thank you Katie Michaelson and The Daily Cuppa for publishing these Sunday sonnets. I appreciate this chance to follow the seasons and write poems about it.






