this one day
rejoicing in blue skies and bright color greens
opening spring blossoms dotting hillsides
in every way

up high in the tall pine stand
where winds blow gusty and loud
a lone yellow pine warbler sings
his own spring song

where the day moon resides
sitting higher and higher – above the tree line
like a hanging white lantern
a shadow’s home

underneath Lake Ann’s pine tree canopy
brown needles abound
found among native pink redbuds, white blooms
on the Easter “Service” trees, and white dogwood blooms

where I sit on my porch
there is a Southern breeze
but barely there — visiting from the ground level
always just coming and going

grey Squirrels run
right next door to Red Cardinals, Titmouse, Goldfinches
Red-Patched Downy Woodpeckers and Black-Capped Chickadees
perched on low branches – each awaiting their bird feeder turn

where this year’s garden, Bella Vista Daffodils
are all decked out for the show
with full heads of white and gold
moving to and fro – in their bright new springtime smiles