Birds.

I woke to the singing of birds,

I saluted the returning geese,

I admire the red-coated cardinal

Mom rides on the eagle’s wings.

Today it is rain-snowing. That seasonal tease we get from spring. The welcome song of the birds, and the emergence of the bulbs, the swelling of the buds, the shedding of the jacket, the warmth of the sun…just kidding, spring says with a snicker. Yet, I am still hopeful.