Day 14 - 30 Poems in 30 Days.


Betula Praise

Redbud blooms are not red –
not pink or lavender
but another luscious color.
And oh, how April welcomes them.

While white birch gather
by morning streams,
lift their barrens limbs
in praise. As I

flow south with the great river
notice how the sky
variegates its blueness
throughout this day.

Watch this White Lady
stand in light-filled grace,
a sky ladder leading up
and up and up.

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