Bright But Cold

Fine day for walks, yard work, and bike rides.

The back yard faces east.

The Spring Seems Slow

Bright sun has chased away the snow,
But still—the spring seems slow.

The prairie path is dry, no longer mud,
On silver maple, twigs with swollen bud.

Snowdrops bloom despite a lingering chill,
But across the world so many people ill.

No school for kids, no place for them to go,
The sun is bright, but, oh, the spring seems slow.