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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