Barry A. Lanier
Green shoots white, emerge all around,
From bushes and barks, even the ground.
Nervous chipmunk see's no shadowy ice,
Upright announcing, new birth's paradise.
Two bluebirds courting exchange vocally it seems,
Worker bees tarry on, protecting their queen.
Blueberries anew, breaking up their tight pods,
Against the mirage, true colors from God.