Purple cones, white stalks,
Delicate tiny clusters--
All this on my lawn.









Cat in barn window
Watches cyclist spinning past
Mooing at the cow.

Single white blossom
In a tree full of green leaves
Draws my attention.








Voices from the woods
Soft and conversational;
Distant rooster crows.












Christmas ornaments
Now catching the light of Spring
Tremble in the breeze.










They are all over
In the sun and in the shade
The faint blue flowers.

Just the birds speak now;
No cars, no wind, no voices;
The shadows lie mute.










Yellow is coming;
Dandelions led the way;
Sunny troops follow.