Apricot Canopy

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. Yesterday on our walk we were graced with the lovely apricot blossoms of our neighbor’s tree— the first of the fruit trees to blossom each year. Its delight brought visions of what was [winter’s grey] and what will be [yummy fruit]. And that would be the topic for today.

Apricot Canopy

Oh the grey behind crossed strips stretching from the ground to the sky is gone, as the apricot blossoms burst into white aromatic petals announcing, “Spring is here. Spring is here,” creating a floral archway to welcome others into the magical world of rebirth and the hope for tomorrow’s delicious harvest of orange.

Winter trees reach grey
skies so spring blossoms revive
an apricot’s orange.

Sheri Edwards
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Poetry/Photography

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