Archive for All the Day’s Green Potential

For Michele, On Her Birthday

Posted in Birds, Snow, Spring, winter with tags , on February 23, 2016 by blglick

About Now, Each Year,
Snow Packs Down to Greyest Ice
It Says “Late Winter”

But I am Thinking
Early Spring, Listening for
The Crane’s First Calling

Seeking the First Buds
On Bare Tree Limbs, and All the
Day’s Green Potential