Thursday, May 08, 2008

The Change

[Totally Optional Prompts encouraged us to write about transformation.]

The Change

Winter chill hung in the air
refusing to let go,
but the sun warmed up the ground
inviting trees to bloom.
White flowers perfumed the air
oversweet and cloying,
until a sudden snowstorm
of delicate petals
and a warm breeze signaled that
spring had arrived at last.


Stan Ski said...

We take it all for granted - expect it - but it sti;; surprises us.

Crafty Green Poet said...

its one of the things I love most about spring, all the petals in the air...

sister AE said...

Thanks, Stan and Juliet.