Sitting on my deck today
With paper and pen in hand
Though still the winter season
Warm breezes run through my land
A tease from Mother Nature
That rebirth is on its way
Birds are singing songs of love
Sunbeams peep through puffs of gray
Shocked to see a robin steal
Ball of bread tossed out for squirrels
Worms and bugs their normal fare
Food scarce in late winter's twirl
Startled by a falcon's swoop
Chasing birds just past my roof
Twists and turns; set rapid pace
Falcon fails; no feather poof
Falcon lands in sycamore
Scanning backyards for more prey
But birds and squirrels are hiding
'Til falcon has flown away
Cool breezes blow in dark clouds
Heavy rain will start tonight
Lingers into tomorrow
We'll return to winter's bite
Grateful for few days of warmth
A small taste of spring delights
In a few weeks spring arrives
New colors tickling eyesight
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Growing Hope and Breathing Life
Non-FictionHow should I handle passions that are very different? Is it possible to build a bridge between a gardening passion and a writing passion? How do I resolve my desire to write both prose and poetry? And how do I indulge a desire to paint and photog...
