I see you little flowers,
peeking out
of dead leaves!
I’m so glad to see you,
I laugh and smile
with glee.
You are so very brave,
as you stretch
your tiny heads,
weeks before
the other flowers
awake from the dead.
You, my little lovelies,
are the harbinger of spring,
of hope–
for warmer, longer days ahead,
for sunshine, clear skies,
for life!
© Elaine Wood-Lane
4/8/16
Sunshine Lane 