Today is my Mom’s birthday the first she is not here to celebrate. She always hated Buffalo’s cold winters. Rather appropriate she could complain at its halfway point. I’m glad my “Desert Spring” poem was posted today. Happy GroundHog’s Day! Happy Birthday, Mom!
Every morning I wake to greet
Sunshine and love my warm retreat
Back east they are shoveling snow
My desert spring lush in dry heat
Though the desert is not as green
I will not offer up a keen
Glad to miss seven feet of snow
Now where did I put my sunscreen?
IMAGE: “Sonoran Desert, Spring Bloom” by Scott McGuire. Prints available at fineartamerica.com.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Veronica Hosking is a wife, mother, and poet. She earned a Bachelor’s degree in English education at Buffalo State College before moving to the desert. Her poetry has appeared in Stone Crowns, Poetry Nook, narratorINTERNATIONAL, and Silver Birch Press. She was the poetry editor for MaMaZina from 2006-2011.Veronica shares poetry about raising her two daughters and being a housewife on her blog vhosking.wordpress.com.