Fireflies

Fireflies

© 2018 Mollie Pearce McKibbon

 

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Tiny flashes light the path

Winding through the forest dark,

Minute points of silver light

From  heavenly anvil spark.

There’s wonders in the night time

That can only be perceived

By wise and curious people

Who always have believed.

The brightest beam of sunlight

Is not as welcomed or fair

As those sparkling  lanterns

And the One who placed them there.

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Burgeoning May

Burgeoning May

First Crocus close-up©2018 Mollie Pearce McKibbon

Winter’s ragged blanket withdraws

Washed away by April’s tears.

Crocuses open their purple petals

To a smiling, unbroken, blue sky.

Breezes gently nudge the trumpet daffodills

While drowsy bees awaken.

Squirrels and chipmunks stretch and yawn,

Aroused in budding branches 

By the joyful serenades of robins 

And red-winged blackbirds 

Responding to the warm coaxing 

Of a burgeoning May.