
Anticipation
March, so unpredictable,
So full of hope
Morning choristers serenade
The breaking dawn
Numbers swelling each day
Snowdrops bravely huddle
In the rockgarden
Awaiting the sun’s warming rays
Mornings brighten
As the sun edges north
Water gurgles along the roadside
Feeding swollen creeks
That run to the river
Meltwater puddles reflect fickle skies
Blue one moment
Gray the next
March is change
Change in temperature
Change in attitude
Approaching spring
Warms the heart
Anticipation rises
Like early shoots in the garden
Copyright 2012 Anne Corke
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