Spring Snow

 
 Spring Snow           (tag poem , edited)  

 

  Listen to them
  gently tinkling,
  encased petals
  in icy song;
  unaware that
  winters trying
  to keep their souls
  buried too long.
 .
 They struggle still
  above the frost,
  sweet colored specks
  peek through the snow.
  A song of spring
  upon  cold leaves
  an urge to dance-
  a need to grow
  .
  Listen closely
  as the breezes
  whisper secrets
  to  frozen  trees
  They bow gently
  icy fingers
  pointing towards
  bright  sights beneath...
  .
  Colors speak  as
  snow is falling.
  under springtime's
  early  warning.
  Cold last breath of
  winters harshness
  will disappear
  tomorrow morning.