They pop up in the most unexpected places.
|At the base of a random tree|
|In the daffodil patch|
|Among last year's leaves (Look closely)|
|A splash of lavender against brown|
Crocuses don't seem to mind whom they bloom beside.
|Yellow crocus hanging out with the local seed pod|
If it's a sunny day, they're open to the possibilities.
They can even make a crown.
But if the clouds hide the sun, their petals hide their hearts.
Thank You, Jesus, for hope. . .
. . . and crocuses.