A promise Of Spring

By Lunaria •
A Promise of Spring
'Neath frozen earth
Covered with blankets of white
Waiting for birth
Are seeds wanting sun's light
To warm their bodies now asleep
Warmth to melt the cold
That has reached them deep
Denying them to unfold
How long must they slumber
'Neath this cold dirt?
'Til they no longer cumber
And upwards spurt
To the light, to the sun
Reaching ever up to the sky
It has not yet begun
But it shall happen by and by.
Copyright © 2004 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)