Celaine Charles, who manages Steps In Between, asked for uplifting Spring poetry for National Poetry Month.  She published this piece of mine.

Clear Window ~By Linda Imbler

My early admiration

of dawn’s neon vibrancy,

through cold window panes,

on a crystalline morning.

The normal thick traffic

of feathered creatures

which passed across the yard-

absent.

What lay on the ground,

a small bird,

clearly in need of rescue,

its tiny wings semaphoring at me-

someone’s abandoned child.

In time, I healed it without naming it,

and on the day of its release

wondered to where it might now fly.

And although present time is unique,

thus, it is so for later days

my hope, that some echo of kindness

will fly into my future.

This is paid back yearly,

when my plumaged friend

returns each Spring,

and peeks through

my clear window,

and waves at me.