First Blossom

First blossom, so bravely you pushed through the snow  
While still cold and dreary, with courage, you grow  
Now standing alone, so proud and perfect  
A soldier of springtime, without defect

You call to your mates, beckoning, “Please come  
Warm weather is near and the snow’s almost done”  
Still standing alone, friends waiting for spring  
A message of sunshine and warm days you bring

Easter Ellen

~ writing what won’t leave me alone until it is expressed