Just when I thought the day

Just when I thought the day

had nothing left to give, I

stumbled into lengthening

shadows outside my window, 

a desolation of fragments

of ice and rime, eroded

soil from heaving ground

frozen and thawed in the light

of a pale winter sun, now

fading. Waving in the cool

wind, a spot of cheerfulness

had found its way from

buried depths, bursting open,

demanding full attention 

for itself, demanding it be

acknowledged, the harbinger

of more to come. It slyly 

waved. I looked closer, and 

I heard the distinctive laugh.

The editors of Tweetspeak Poetry are hosting a 30-Day, 30-Poem Challenge for Earth Month entitled, appropriately enough, Poetic Earth Month. Today, the featured poem is “The earth’s economy” by Ruth Mowry, and the poetry prompt is to write a poem that celebrates some element of the earth’s bountyand beginning with the line “Just when I thought the day had nothing left to give.”