When did socks get hard
And stairs, and running cross streets
Oh but the joys now!

When did socks get hard
And stairs, and running cross streets
Oh but the joys now!
New green upward growth
Leaves and limbs with a purpose
Perhaps for a nest.
Seems to me Spring is one of the most purposeful seasons!
Are you watching me?
Can you offer me guidance?
I’m lost in the woods.
Dark ebony wings
She flys over ferns to land
Her metallic glow!
Every bird has
A job to do, nest building
Feeding of the young.
Perhaps they needs hats!!!
Delicate purple
Surrounded by long green leaves
A touch of yellow.
What a beautiful color palette!
I’ve missed fresh rose blooms
Blue birds feeding their fledglings
And vinca galore.
They bray when hungry
Really like scratches on ears
Herd of three donkeys.