Hidden
Crocus buds wait to bloom
beneath the layered snow.
Dormant seeds left behind
wait their turn to grow.
Bunnies burrow below the shrubs,
huddled against the wind.
Frogs retreat to frozen mud,
submerged 'til season's end.
Winter's blanket covers all
in frozen, muffled white.
Then spring leaps out from under it.
Surprise! Surprise! What sweet delight!
what a Charming poem!! love it - and is that house across the street from you - anyway it's a gorgeous photo - love the porch light on with the white snow covering everything.
ReplyDeleteSandy, yes, this photo is of a house across the street from us. We live on a corner lot, so we have houses across the street in two different directions. I liked the way the porch lights stood out too. :)
Deletethanks! Just wondering and now I know. i'd like to walk your neighborhood.
DeleteI can't wait! Love this phrase: "Bunnies burrow below the shrubs, huddled against the wind."
ReplyDeleteI love this poem and the cozy picture. I know you look forward to all your pretty flowers blooming this spring!
ReplyDeletebunnies burrow, as do humans. Hope you've been able to tuck in under cover. Nice poem and spring lurks somewhere
ReplyDeleteI think lots of people are eagerly waiting for spring to leap back out at them again. Feels like it has already sprung here, (for now) but I remember how I watched for the first signs of crocus tips to peek out of the ground when we lived in Maryland.
ReplyDeleteHave a super weekend!
Oh Wow, I know you will be so happy to see spring. I think everyone will be so happy this year. Take care and stay warm.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE this!! You have such a talent for giving an insight into nature.
ReplyDeletebeautiful Connie...and spring has come here in February. Loving it. Happy Sunday.
ReplyDeleteI love your poems Connie, this is a cute one... I think we are like the animals staying in our homes to emerge when the Spring arrives... xox ♡
ReplyDeleteVery nice! When I lived up north, around the first of March in the low areas, I would start looking for stunk cabbage, which create their own heat and pop up through the snow.
ReplyDeleteIt feels a little like spring is in the air around here but I think there's snow forecast for later in the week. We're not out of the woods yet. Soon, though. Soon.
ReplyDeleteThought I'd pop back over and thank you for your comments on mine and especially your prayers. Hope the snow has melted by now and here's wishing you a nice and warm week.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet delight indeed! I can't wait for spring!
ReplyDeletePretty photo........makes me imagine all that is lying underneath that blanket of white. Always love your pretty words!
ReplyDeleteSo lovely. I especially like the alliteration - it adds a lot to this poem's subtle beauty. Thank you, Connie.
ReplyDeleteTake care and stay warm.
I really like this poem. Paints a hopeful picture!!
ReplyDeleteThanks to you all. We had a few days of spring (such a tease!), but we are back to being snow-covered today. The weatherman is predicting temperatures back to the fifties in a couple of days, though, so I think spring will soon be here.
ReplyDeleteThese are all wonderful. I especially like "Sleepless Night". I can hear the whistle blowing! Thank you for sharing your poems and photos.
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