A sonnet
Late winter woods are getting less snowy, On this mild March day, on which we convene.Freezing in…
Winter wind whipping through whispering woods,Branches waving, clouds moving rapidly.Constant…
Not finished with this cold and dark, just yet,It still must have a cold, dark job to do. To…
It may be just another winter day,Yet bright rays shine on the snow covered ground…
Outside on this winter’s late afternoon,Just standing and looking over the fence.Last bit…
Sky’s blue color has drained from the flowers,Still holding on through the long…
Does bunny want the path shoveled, or not?After all the vegetables it ate,Still has…
Some items stored carefully at the end,Of last season, two hummingbird feeders,A few wasp…
This feeling that a storm is almost here,Is unmistakable, though not certain.It can be felt, but…