EARLY MARCH

Barren reminders,
the tops of

these empty trees,

these barren crosses,

still shivering in the cold,
still shaking in the wind,
till March, till I spot
crocuses at my feet.

Winter is almost over.
"Christ has died.

Christ has risen.

Christ will come again."
"O come let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord."

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2011