And just when we think
winter won’t end, a sliver
of light, a bird’s flute solo,
a tentative poke of green.
Thank God for sun on skin,
the pink bud opening to lilac,
rains that gild the branches.
Praise God for dandelion yellow,
pale coral, indigo, speckled petal
and new leaf tinged with red.
For warmth and bikes, ice cream
and longer light. As You transform
the earth, touch us too with
resurrection joy.
Kathy Coffey 