By Carla A. Romarate-Knipel
your yellow bonnets
nod shyly as the breeze kiss
your radiant faces.
sleeping through winter
you are awake, in full bloom
yearning for the sun.
in awe, I watch you
with joy and delight, my lips
curved into a smile.
this almost-spring-day
you bend and sway, while birds sing
songs that warm my heart.
Carla A. Romarate-Knipel,
copyright 2022
Choose Joy: Poems, Prayers and Prose 