PROMISE
The Promise of Spring
The air starts to warm
and the sky starts to blue.
The garden calls,”Come”
so I start to do.
But as I’m busily working
I pause for awhile;
for the promise of buds
brings hope with a smile;
that they’ll open their petals
to colours all true.
Once the air starts to warm
and the sky starts to blue.
from heart to head 
Surprise suprise…. its me leaving a comment.Beautiful buds… you should have some lovely blooms.
Brickee
Just saw your comment, thanks for that! yes, buds opening well now, but as usual I don’t like to pick them if they have two, or even three buds immediately behind the flower.