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