A Sure Sign

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By Dahni

© 2010

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The Hawthorne berry bright red
Seemingly an attractive fruit,
But most unsavory,
For they last the whole of winter,
Undisturbed and uneaten.
 

 
 
A robin one or two or few,
A sure sign of spring,
Though long after the snows melt,
And the rains come,
And the worms surface.
 

Two years ago, about a week,
Before the end of February,
Hundreds of robins picked the Hawthorne clean,
In minutes,
Their migratory mates followed two weeks later,
And brought spring with them.
 

Today, about a week,
Before the end of February,
Many robins sat in the Hawthorne;
My heart was lightened,
Though snow still upon the ground,
And in the air,
Surely their mates are on the way,
And bringing with them,
Spring.
 

From the collection: ‘As it Happened – Collections of Recollections
By the same author
© 2010
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~ by Dahni on February 21, 2010.

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