Crocus

(Dedicated to Suzanne LaBatt)

After

The Long Cold Winter

The First Flower Rises

Through the Melting Ice

Of Yesterday.

The Crocus

First Flower of Spring

First to bring Beauty back

To a cold world.

Not only Beautiful

But Immortal.

One blind man

Tramples her

And she

Rises Again.

One Fool

Cuts her down

And she

Rises Again.

And when storms rage around her

She never breaks

Because she bends.

The First Flower of Spring

First to bring Beauty back

To a cold world

That hardly deserves her.

A true Gift from God

You’ll know Spring is here

And better times are coming

When you see the

Crocus

Rise Again.

--©2009, K.K. (Ken Kupstis)

With love & admiration!