On the morning after a long cold night
The frost is on the Joshua tree
The sky is an ultrablue rarity
Of clarity that is seldom seen
But clear to me here in the in between
Though freezing to be a hopeful sign
Of spring returning when the stars align
Turning through the ultrablue to me
Opening my eyes to the hope of spring
Looking forward more than anything
To feel then what now I can only see
26F but spring is in sight
On the morning after a long cold night
Ron