Poetry
Spring’s Bright Smile
A Tender Greeting
Spring’s bright smile streams down
first light settling on my face
this tender greeting wakes me
Nature’s alarm clock
With fresh eyes wide open
I see the clay roof tiles
of neighboring houses
early morning frost
clinging in the shadows
Above the flowering trees
gentle breezes coax
a solitary cloud
across the turquoise sky
My soul whispers
this is a day of great possibility
a day overflowing with hope
And now, even as that cloud
sweeps across her face
I know Spring has heard
the voice of my heart
We welcome the day
Sydney Duke Richey writes from the heart. Inspired by everyday experiences, her poems, haiku and non-fiction come from a slice of her life.
Sydney lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband.