Illusion

Deep

      winter

Broad snowflakes

fall

Then rise

A bird

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

When snowflakes fall frigid winter is upon us and when they rise, spring pops in...with new life, blossoms, leaves, birds ,color....it is a re-birth of a season that sparkles and dances....and gives nourishment to our universe....nice write!
Warmly, B

[Relic]

Thank you very much, Betty. Let's hope this spring and summer are good ones. :)

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome
Warmly, B

[Coyote Poetry]

I am glad Spring is here. Nice and warm in Michigan now. I don't miss Winter. I am happy like a Spring bird when the warm days appear. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Relic]

I appreciate the comment, Coyote. I too like the spring. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

A perfect May in Michigan my friend.