THE BUD

My heart was lifted up to see
the greening bud upon the tree.
From thoughts of gloom it set me free
to contemplate a symphony.

So long the chill had made me blue,
but when I saw the bud I knew
soon spring would rise in full review
to end cold winter's stark milieu.

The bud was just a tiny sprout
but multiplied with force and clout,
and soon it kicked old winter out
and reigned supreme without a doubt!

Copyright 1999 Ruth Gillis

Previously published in RB's Poets' Viewpoint May 1999






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