Yellow’s out, green’s underway

Pinks will wait another day

Then purples, orange and brilliant reds

Bursts of blooms thrust from beds


My world awakens, spring’s finally here

Lilac hues fill the air

Sunrise sparkles on morning dew

Budding trees frame the view


Clear blue skies, picnics at noon

Summer’s next, just not too soon




Miners Claim

All unique, all the same

None at fault, all to blame

The heat rises from a flame

The cold sinks from their shame

Players always lose the game

Winners always choose their fame

Memories hang in a frame

The future lies, the past tame

Will, won’t, went – glad you came?