spring arrives without warning;
suddenly the sun stays out till six
and rises before you in the morning,
the cherry blossoms bloom overnight
and each rain brings more flowers,
tulips, daffodils, lavender popping up
until the world is colorful again.
the birds sing, soaring among
the bees and butterflies hunting nectar,
your gloves and scarves are stored
in a drawer till next november.
spring appears seemingly all at once,
an abrupt beginning to
a graceful, giving season.
About the Creator
katherine j zumpano
poet & writer in the pnw
bookworm
author of 'from me, to you' & 'what we leave behind'
anti-ai | anti-facism
find me on instagram & threads: @kjzwrites
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