Suddenly it is Spring
Like it knew the day on the calendar, suddenly it is spring.
Yesterday the grass was brown and brittle, dreary and drab.
Today it is moist and muddy, gentle and greening.
The remaining drifts of dismally dirty snow are melting:
I can see again when I back out of my driveway.
The air is sweet with promise
calling you to lift up your face to the mild sun in the pale sky
and linger, opening up, inhaling deeply, marveling
instead of hunkering down and burrowing forward,
fists jammed in pockets, clenched for the duration.
Overnight rain washes the salt spatter off the car
just as lethargy is wiped clean away
by a renewed hankering to get out
and walk, arms free and coatless,
stepping sprightly and hopeful
into the radiant potential
of blooms and breezes
in this refreshing season
we are abruptly embarking upon.
It is time to plan the garden,
sweep away the sand from the sidewalks
and scrub the side porch.
Bring it on!