Spring
The green tint on the hills slowly grows darker.
Columbine blooms in the back yard.
The last call of winter’s white throated sparrow
leaves only the locals at the bird feeders.
Asters put forth their leaves with the promise
of blooms in the Fall. Blond daffodils rock
in the spring breeze. The smell of grass
after its first cutting. Wake up to the chatter
of wrens.
Mornings enter the screened window.
Dog lazes in the Spring sunlight.
Weekend coffee on the deck hearing only birds.
The Hoolet’s Nook
May 15, 2026
