Perspective Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Perspective



I am the delicate webbing
Stitched with care
That holds
The garden trees together;

The crystal drops
On the rose buds
Left from
Latest shower.

I am the hummingbird
Scouting for
Last year’s nectar;

The two robins
One singing
One building
A new residence
In a
Hanging porch plant.

The world
Becomes
A larger place
From Spring’s
Perspective.

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