blossoms

February is tarrying softly to the side

Trying not to cough too loudly

Letting us finish up our goodbyes

They’ll be here soon enough 

The blossoms

You won’t have to wait much longer

I can’t tell you how I know

I just do
hang on a few weeks more, kid

Look up in the mornings 

Lay down in the evenings 

And the blooms will come

Won’t that be nice
Won’t that make this whole wintery mess worth it

And we’ll dip our toes

Into the forgiving creek 

Near the blades 

Of grass

Of green 

Of Change