Hey my Dear, come see the sight!

The Bluebells are here, catching the Light.

One of the true Moments of Spring

Much like you, it makes me sing.

I stand and stare, I drink it in.

I want to share, with Kith and Kin.

 

The blooms in show, so pretty and bright

The leaves a-glow, absorbing the Light.

Soon we will see the leaf on the tree.

The change so stark, the valley goes dark.

But when the shade captures the sun,

The Bluebells are made – they’ve had their run.

Virginia Bluebells.  Indiana.  April, 2016.