Persistent through winter’s slog
It hugs the ground in determination.
Preparing to respond when sun and light invite,
An awakening of consequential manifestation.
Producing some of the season’s first blooms
As if emerging from a tomb.
Providing hope and promise consistent
With a forgiven penitent pilgrim.
It is the Lenten Rose.
danielcash 
Dan, I can’t figure out how to leave a comment so this return will have to suffice. I’m enjoying your recent forays into poetry.
Our Lenten Rose is just coming into bloom in the last couple days. Soon the Daffodils will open and then it’s ‘off to the races’. Thanks
Jim
Thanks Jim. There’s nothing like Spring.