The dogwood blooms are tinted like the snow
that often falls when spring is almost here.
No snow forecast by weatherman although
the frost and freeze are sure to be severe.
The dogwood buds will guard against the chill.
A warming sun once more will heat the earth
and dogwood blooms will decorate each hill–
a scene to show this Ozark Regions’ worth.
Until the first warm, happy day in spring,
I’ll wrap within my blanket made of wool,
remembering that lonely cowbell’s ring–
to me there is no sound more beautiful!
When dogwoods bud in springtime, I am free
to answer to my Ozarks calling me.
© 2014 Freeda Baker Nichols
Freeda Baker Nichols 
Makes me long for spring…
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Hopefully, your springtime will arrive soon. I’ve taken plants outside to their place on the porch. Have some lovely purple iris in bloom in the yard. Other colors of iris will appear later on. The peach and plum have bloomed and the apple tree is blooming now.
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A beautiful sign of Spring!
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I grew up in Missouri, Freeda, so your title called to me, first. There is a beauty to the Ozarks we don’t find here in the Rockies. I love hearing about the dogwoods.
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The Ozarks were calling to you, your poem daily call to me, to read, enjoy, smile, it is a great way to start the day.
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Wow! And thanks. I believe you, too, may be a poet. The one you shared on Facebook was a good one!
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