Delaware wood line3

Spring Sigh
by Rae Stabosz

Tall trees stand in sunlight on the Delaware wood line.
Their upright majesties bare from winter
But stippled with suggestions of green buds
And creamy blooms.

Spring is coming.
Spring is here.
Spring is delayed.

Coronavirus covers the land.

O prickly round virus,
universally reviled,
your red flags a signal that the earth ignored

When will we see the last of you?