Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 - Prompt #431
Harbingers of Spring (and Whatnot)

"The weather may not realize it quite yet, but we are of a mind for spring.  Spring ahead with your best seasonal poems celebrating the demise of the winter doldrums."


Spotted on white fence,
the scarlet coat
of a cardinal.  Some
brave purple crocus
push through
the earth.  Fragile
daffodils in bloom,
now sway in a chill
wind.  Miniscule buds
tentatively make
an appearance on
the tips of the
Japanese maple.  This
is the time of year
we walk on tip-toes
skirting the edges
of March, hoping
April will see us
into spring.

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