by Elizabeth McCarthy
The heart of winter
has softened,
revealing a golden lamp
searching for spring.
Its angled light, beams
across the horizon
warming February’s
white crusty cover.
Casting long shadows
behind the drooping evergreen
that weeps crystal droplets
upon hearing
the yellow-rumped warbler
flutter and trill,
calling his love
to join him once again
as March lights
the way to spring.
