The Joke's on Me

Bird feeder's crowded;

Lady Cardinal waits her turn.

It's food in the snow!

Giant snow flakes fall:

A layer of winter white,

This April second.

No longer waving

Branches bow beneath the wait

Of billion soft flakes.

Now filled with whiteness

Queen Anne's Lace husks take new form:

Some bouquets of snow.

Now flowing with white

Swift stream always keeps its course

With or without snow.

Woods are white again

A springtime April Fool's joke;

(On April second.)

Chugging up the road

Snow truck monster makes its way.

Beware stray snow flakes!

Their tops crowned with white

Young evergreens bow their heads:

Silent, snowy prayer.

Chuckling to myself

I forget what's funny;

Oh! The joke's on me!