Robins’ frenzied whinnies
announce their return
Mockingbirds sing
their sunrise songs
Winter loosens
its grip
Catkins soften
into supple swaying grace
Cowslips’ green
peeks through fallen leaves
The thaw
has begun
Let hearts be freed
from a frozen
mire of hate
emerging
as warming love
in this harsh season
Lovely, and hopeful. Thank you, Ann.
May it be so.