Just the Dream of Spring

Mid March light brightness

As clouds clear for a second--

Shadows reappear.

Fat bird is waiting--

Just needs to turn round for seeds;

There are always more.

Olivia licks;

Collette gets her morning bath.

All's well in cow world.

Windows through walls;

Barn opens to the outside

Through its inside walls.

Resting from their load

Trash cans lie in the driveway.

(Too tired to stand up?)

Under the gray clouds

Slender birch tree stands and shakes:

Beacon of white light.

First in a whisper

Wood's winds call to each other

In an unknown tongue.

Roadside pond is bare:

There is no water and no ice,

Just the dream of Spring.