Nature's Rewards

I planted bulbs in autumn
And buried them real deep,
Where they remained all winter,
In hibernating sleep.

They slipped my mind completely
As leaves fell from the trees,
And Nature brought her changes,
To varying degrees.

A wave of warmth descended
To usher in the spring,
Erasing winter’s palette,
Replacing it with zing.

And right where I’d been digging,
The result of which I’d doubted,
A burst of yellow let me know
My daffodils had sprouted!

Who knew back in October
When I scooped that rock-filled soil
That I’d reap a splash of color
As the payment for my toil?

Nature is mysterious,
A trickster in disguise.
It’s lovely when our efforts
Are rewarded with a prize.