Today is Earth Day--
Gray, cold and threatening rain.
(They could have picked June).
Bird feeder's empty;
My pocket's empty too.
(Two are connected).
This year no lilacs
But willowy white bush blooms--
Never disappoints.
Wild goose near the pond
Stretches his neck very high
Like a periscope.
Deep in the forest
A mourning dove coos softly;
What is her sorrow?
A bush full of drops
Flowers by side of the road
Clear liquid blossoms.
Burst of white flowers
Crowns the trio of tree stumps--
Elegant Spring shroud.
Painting trees and rocks
Lichen assumes its Spring hue:
A sickly chartreuse.
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