Spring Color Is Slowly Coming To Life

Sunday sonnet

A warm and sunny afternoon in spring will surely loosen winter’s frozen grip. Each day another slightly greener thing. So soon the deluge now the drip, drip, drip.

Some clumps of crocus, yellow daffodil red tips of tulip, thrusting through the earth. The moss is greening. Soil has reached it’s fill of all that’s waiting on this season’s birth.

With soft white fuzz of swelling apple buds these bare twigs carry bright florescent red young feathers of a cardinal. Great floods of color, sounds, sweet scents, lie just ahead.

For now we treasure every bit of green. Some life, alas, to brighten up this scene.

Thank you, Katie Michaelson and The Daily Cuppa, for publishing these Sunday sonnets. Spring is just warming up!