P21040121_shadowofabud

Shadow of the Bud

 

It was the first one

the first bud in a furry pussy willow

 

We watched it grow

We imagined its open wonder

 

We envisioned the magnolia

opened as a full gown of white satin

 

Every day we stopped to look;

We marveled at each push out into the sunshine

 

Slowly, day by day, it pushed

away its fuzzy blanket

 

It dared to grow ahead of all the others,

pushing out just above the sidewalk

 

In our daily walk we watched it bob

in the cold breeze when winter wandered back;

 

Still, it pushed out ahead,

eager, I suppose, to be first in spring’s warmth.

 

And then, it did: it spread its satin

fingers wide open in a welcome to the sun—

 

Its rounded petals smiled up

Glad to show its open beauty—

 

Glad to show its success to share

Glad though winter left its mark

 

a stain on its satin now tinged in brown—

Still, it proudly sang to the sun.

 

#napowrimo #verselove #shadow Sheri Edwards 040121 09136521 Poetry/Photography

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