Thursday Poetry

The Dogwood out my window:)


Dogwood

Blossoms smile at morning
May is on the way
Heavy raindrops beckon
Harken a sunny day

Gloomy clouds hang solemn
Making gardening cease
Hungry robins tell us
Bugs below-ground feast

Leafless, naked, whimsy
Dogwood branches flow
Happy blossoms smiling
Springtime flowers grow.
    ~maggie

Published by Maggie Logan

Writer, reader, gardener, mother, wife, grandmother, and educator

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