The Beginning
She is the first to venture out into the cold,
careful not to make a sound.
Her bright colored attire reflects
upon the frost laced covered ground
Unfamiliar faces stop to smile,
knowing what she brings.
Her rembrandt appearance mirrors
memories of the spring.
Rays from sunrise morning sun
dance upon her face.
She stands at attention bringing forth
to the world her pride and grace.
City sounds neglect her presence
as she stands silent, then opens up her arms.
She embraces the beginning of spring, only possible
by the beauty of a tulip’s charm.
