This photo was an impulse photo, like an impulse buy in the grocery store at the check out line. I was walking in the cold of the early morning and making a wish for warmer days. I know I’ll get my wish soon enough, but 41 degrees is chilly, and frankly, I’m tired of having to put on layers for my walk. I almost tripped over this patch of clover.
Where did it come from? How does it know it’s time to bloom? When everything else is still brown? So I stopped, grabbed my phone with my stinging cold fingers and took a picture. I think my wish worked because the day warmed up to 70 without a cloud in the sky. Spring is coming slowly but surely.
Secret starbursts proud
Margaret Simon, draft
emerging from a green cloud
Harbinger of spring.
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Reflections on the Teche 
secret…starburst…harbinger. Cute little prophets.
love little prophets!
This screams , “spring is coming!”
Love secret starbursts!
happiness hidden
in a patch of clover–
four leaves or new blooms?
I love “happiness hidden.”
Buffy, I love “happiness hidden,” also.
clever clover!
living cover for
unvertical lovers…
Nice repeating sounds!
Love the word play!
Kim, great sounds and and I love “unvertical lovers” surprise ending.
Two hopeful colors
Pink and green worn together
The latest for spring
Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
Ah yes those hopeful colors of spring.
I can’t wait to see green and pink and… “Pink and green worn together” speaks spring for me.
This reminds me of when my elementary school best friend and I would make chains with these. One time we made one a full block long, but the best were the tiaras we made for our heads!
Loop,
pull,
bring it through;
a queen’s tiara
for me
and you!
Oh yes my childhood was full of clover tiaras.
Of course! Love this image.
I love the idea of making tiaras from clover. Sweet poem. Nice rhyme.
The weather is such a tease! Keep your coat close by.
Bursts of green clover
a dusting of pink blossom
prophecy of Spring
“Prophecy of spring” is a great surprise ending.
Margaret, beautiful spring poem and photo. Your whole poem sings spring. Something about “emerging from a green cloud” stands out for me. Thank you for sharing your spring.
sweet clover
honey bees buzz
sweet honey
Gail Aldous