Spring
I think
like us
the forsythia couldn’t wait any longer
and took a chance
on the freak storms
of wind and ice
that weathermen were hawking
Broke through that
expectation
frustration
and today burst out in an
unexpected display
Yellow as sun
Welcome as good news
to greet us
the April fools
with foolhardy trust in the
sun rain and wind
Threw caution to that wind
and opened its tight buds
to declare a cease fire
on winter
An open corridor
For beauty