Ten Things of Wonder: Poem IX

Tangled

 

I won’t worry

that fall and winter

are all tangled and

 

 

gnarled together in

February. The seasons

will sort it out by

 

 

spring when the old will

finally let go,

making way for new

 

 

leaf. Then the trees will

prance in the Easter parade,

sporting thousands of

 

 

tiny, tender green hats and

gaining approving nods from

forest fashionistas everywhere.

 

Bonnie Saul Wilks

February 19, 2012

Holiday Island, Arkansas