Snow Still Lay Fresh

by Joan

What I learned from years

gone by was to be patient

as I awaited

Spring. After all, snow still lay

fresh upon the hills.

But, when I saw that vase of

golden daffodils,

all patience fled, leaving me

instead, a bouquet of longing.

                                                                                     JDG

2 comments on “Snow Still Lay Fresh”

  1. susanjanealbert@verizon.net's avatar susanjanealbert@verizon.net says:
    March 10, 2014 at 12:31 pm

    Such a deep longing after our vigorous Winter!   

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  2. lly1205's avatar lly1205 says:
    March 10, 2014 at 12:20 am

    My mom always plants daffodils and looks for them in the spring, your poem reminded me 🙂

    Lily

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