Springs Alarm


This post by Elle May B was in response to my post ‘Waiting for Bluebells’.

Elle May B

Soft light caresses my eyelids
I stir, a deep sigh
Warmth kisses my cheek
I stretch, open my eyes
Music lifts my soul
Singing, a robin, a sparrow?
I rise, pull back the curtain
Sunlight floods the room

Misty dew caresses the green
Life stirs, deep under the earth
Warmth kisses the trees
Bark stretches, buds open
Bird music, blossom singing
Sap is rising, winters curtain is lifted
Life floods the garden

The alarm, mechanical tinkling
No need, Iā€™m awake

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About caroleparkes

My husband calls me a butterfly because I flit from one hobby to another. Apart from being a wife for 52 years, a mother of three sons, and a grandmother, I'm also an author, genealogist, amateur artist, a lover of most needlecrafts, and occasional poet. Of the above, my most enduring interest has been writing and I hope to be doing it well into old age.
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2 Responses to Springs Alarm

  1. caroleparkes says:

    I enjoyed Elle’s poetry too. Spring will soon be here. šŸ™‚

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  2. marianbeaman says:

    Thank you for being a harbinger of spring today, Carole.

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