Wintry Spring 2

Something is different today
In the heart of dense cloud,

A joy behind the slightly
Translucent curtain.

It is not a deep brain work,
Just see through the eyes

Of daffodils,

Now that makes sense?

Today the winter before my
House is bright yellow,

Even though it is white outside,
And tightly embraced the body

Of the blue tree.

And the yellow one is contagious.

So soon the white will turn yellow,
Those who afraid of snow, might

Call it wintry spring.