Somewhat shaken and dipped in dew

an inch worm wiggled along a twig

intrepid...

wanting to learn to fly!

dreamer,

but just way too lazy...

waiting for the next little breeze

that fluffs up the branches and blossomy 'leaves'...

like arms raising up so high

but some are twisted..

fruit blossoms so filled with promise

and sugar...

Neatly filling up the space between reaching fingers...

tiny twigs suddenly shocked!

broken from a half slumber and falling

criss crossed at first

then penciled near my feet..

and there among the pebbles and kids blue marbles

is the merging gentle slough

and the rolling in the flow of the dust

of one seasons calm resolve

and the next breath of hope for spring.... 

................................by, Debi Dubois

                                       April 1, 2012