Readers Reflections
Moving Showers
Dancing, dodging, swirling around, Large white dots amass the view, Yellow crocuses bunched and huddling, Radiate warmth to the whiteness hue, Then flakes diminish as showers finish, Clouds lift as sky turns blue.
The cycle repeats all over again,
Raising more emotion than just mere rain, Sun beams down as pigeons peck,
First daffodils stand tall,
Palm leaves shudder like nature's rudder As Spring makes her gentle call.
