Blue skies, a wispy cloud,
Southern winds have taken over.
Winter's lifting its nasty shroud,
Barren ground soon to be clover.
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A beautiful write. It captures the beauty and wonders of nature with vivid images.
Mick, your Poem of the Day has introduced me to your poems, and I just read this one. I like the phrase feathered snow, and in general appreciate the craft evident in this poem. I too get excited by the sights and sounds of birds, and they get frequent mention in my poems. But I gather your dedication to birding is much greater than mine. All the best to you! -Glen