and then just like that, it's spring.
no matter what the calendar says,
or what next week may bring.
i have seedlings,
and a cup of tea left outside from morning,
a little girl on a scooter,
warmer sun flooding clean floors,
muddy boots on the porch,
short sleeves pulled down from top shelves,
a hankering for salad and roasted asparagus,
soft, airy scarves,
blooms on branches,
a lifting of weight,
and a lightening of thoughts,
that tell me it's so.

and i'm ready. thanks for reading.
tt