Saturday, March 9, 2013

Today inspires spring poetry. I am not even embarrassed.
Today in Buffalo presages Spring.

Sun is bright
birds it's harbingers
twittering and hopping on the mud puddles
where snow melt left slow grubs and worms
for the sparrow's early March feast.
Tiny shoots of yellow-green
were not apparent yesterday.
Today they grow so fast 
I could sit and see their progress,
push the black soil aside.
Here comes Spring.

Trudy Stern 3/8/2013