Is There A Smile There?

Chill is in the air;

A slight cough is in my chest;

Oh complain! Complain!

White fluff on my lawn--

Regular guest every Spring.

(Don't know what it is).

Drooping daffodils
Weighed by the weight of their heads--
They must think too much.

Sudden burst of white;

Trees have flowered overnight.

Spring's magic made real.

Reaching cross the road

Budding tree calls to its neighbor:

"Your turn will soon come."

Like a picture frame,

Broken fence and field beyond

Dandelion view.

St. Francis standing

With his flock of flowers.

(Is there a smile there?)

Two hooded figures

Sitting beyond the steel fence,

Murmuring softly.