Two Short Poems About Puppies And Spring.
Some Heavenly Fetch!
over snow drifts
thier pure white
fur on untouched mounds
like snowbwalls come alive.
Sixteen fat paws make merry
in the diamond studded piles,
the scene is almost magical,
a Norman Rockwell dream.
Suddenly an icicle
falls from the roof above,
one puppy leaps in wonder,
squeals, then steals
this crystal bone
dashing off to
hide his prize,
his eyes filled
From Poetry Etched On Nature's Leaflets.
I am a burst of Spring,
quivering at my emancipation,
uncurling in a sleepy stretch
from the pod of my winter hibernation,
the warm sun bathes me in vibrant greens,
as all around me fellow leaves enter
the bliss of life fed by the limbs
of our mothering tree,
Soon we will adorn her in an emerald gown,
and dance together in the April breeze.
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