Locked in

Outside my window,

The cardinal’s cheerful call

Pierces the daylight.

Skat@2020

The Return

Winter is over

Officially; we welcome

Spring with open arms.

(I’m sure I’ve said exactly such

At this very time last year.)

Skat@2020

Windows

Finally, fresh air

Windows open, allowing

Birdsong to blow in.

Skat@2020

Hope

New buds at tree-tips

Bringing God’s silent message—

The promise of Spring.

Skat@2020

Drip

March, brings the melting,

At least today—it’s gonna

Get messy out there!

Skat@2020