Daily Archive

Spring 2013

Spring is rough to rouse this year
Like a recalcitrant teenager
Pulling the covers of winter over its head repeatedly
As Mother Nature pleads, and prods it to get up.

Spring stumbles slowly into the kitchen of the earth
Dragging its heels
Needing coffee, a Red Bull, and total silence,
Glaring at the twittering birds outside the window.

Spring blinks, long and sleepy.
Spring sighs, shifting and swirling the air.
Spring stretches, brushing budding branches.
Spring wakes.