15 March – Blossoming

Viburnum passes the baton
with slow fading grace
as Wild Cherry begins
the local Spring tree race.
My first glimpse is by the roadside
as the car speeds past too fast
to stop and applaud the arrival
of my favourite sight starting at last.
Frothy flowers of pastel
commence candy flossing the trees,
delighting and uniting
with the little girl in me.
Now I’m on constant lookout,
hunting everywhere for blooms,
searching for rich pink avenues,
willing them to open soon.
This is the peak of my year
– and it’s coming, sure as the dawn –
renewal written in petals,
always lovelier than years before.