Snow and Water

I was out of bed before I was awake

It wasn’t until I heard the rain

That my eyes opened

And I saw the mixture of

Snow and water

Coming down at an ugly angle

In the diluted light

Water pooling in the yard

In the low spots where

Rotten snow was stubbornly

Hunkered down

Refusing to evaporate

Of course it takes sunshine

And a breeze

Another day comes and goes

In early spring

As the tiny blades of grass

Coax photosynthesis from

The somber sun

Marble Hill Press