The first day of spring

Already Sycamore births her

Small green leaves

That will evolve into larger leaves

Adorning her branches

Until far into fall

Then drop     one by one

Slowly to the ground

I cannot remember the song

From the very first robin

Singing its arrival

Early in an Illinois spring

Its song brought me joy

After a long cold snowy


California springs brought


Their songs ringing out

Through the Myoporum

Over the canyons

Then eerily at midnight

Into the early hours

Of the new day

I’d hear their trills

I miss that first robin

I miss the mockingbirds

Heralding spring for me

The air around me feels silent

Save the lone mourning dove

Who calls     calls     calls

No one answers


Mating season for crows


Their squawking voices

A different harbinger

That spring is here

I tell myself

They too

Are of the natural world

For I am given

Love everyone everything


Even noisy crows

3 thoughts on “Spring

  • March 27, 2019 at 8:14 pm

    Such a lovely reminder that we have no control over nature! The sweet nostalgia of seasons past, bringing a glorious kind of melancholy I rarely wish to touch. But with these poems, the depth of feeling is often a welcome reprieve from other more troubling emotions that erupt with the daily news cycle one cannot totally avoid.

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  • March 30, 2019 at 8:11 pm

    Yes she is a gift Dina. And yes even the crows deserve love. What an inspirational piece in a world devoid of love. The crow reminded me of the supposed caravans that are coming here to seek asylum. Nobody wants, but the need and deserve love. Thank. You for posting!!!

    • April 5, 2019 at 7:42 pm

      What a compassionate and creative analogy you made, Rob! You are a wonderful supporter of Mom’s poetry, and I know how much she appreciates your feedback. Much love to you!


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