2012-02-06T22:05:31-08:00February 6th, 2012|Nature|

Ode to a crocus

Delicate white head
I almost missed you
looking up at me
thin and new
in the snow

at first I am giddy
the bounce of you
the hopefulness

I feel your pride
first in line

but then I think
of the warm spell we just had
the trick they played on you
lured you from your slumber
too early

I want to warn you
the stomp of snow will return
you won’t last

but instead I walk past you
all week
exclaiming each time

what a brave little flower

hoping that when the snow lands heavy and cold
you will think to bend over
and bow.

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