Like talcum dusted on the ground
Unwelcome sight this morning found.
Those violets dozing on the hill
Awoke to winter’s caustic chill.
And just when nature seemed aright
It crept upon us in the night
Surprising us with springtime snow
And chilling winds that dared to blow.
The swirls fell down in gentle heaps
To linger where the crocus sleeps.
I walked among the frightened blooms
And wished I had a world of rooms
To shelter every tender waif
That seeks someplace to keep him safe.
Time needs a friend when life is cold
And love needs hope as dreams grow old.
Each lonely blossom free from fear
Will flower with a joyous cheer
To flourish in the sunshine’s kiss
And value life’s eternal myths
That promise spring will give new birth
To scores of seeds that earn their worth.
Claire V. Bogdanos 