First Sign of True Spring

Still waiting
Crocus and daffodils poke their heads
through the detritus
remaining in the garden.
It snows.
Birds
are fooled into thinking
that the fickle warmth
has come to stay.
It snows.
Magnolia and dogwood buds,
prove too much for the branches
to bear following
one
last
heavy
snow
The snow melts, turns to rain.
The mud becomes treacherous.
Steam rises
in the sun’s nurturing rays.
But it is only when the twigs quiver
in anticipation of the moment
they have patiently waited for
to Burst Forth!
that spring has finally arrived

RDW 3-27-18