THE COMING OF SPRING
It begins with the house finches
Reclaiming the blue spruce
In early February
Unfazed by lingering inches
Of snow or cold, using
Their last year’s sanctuary.
And then the cardinal calls
From behind the garages.
A crowd of robins assembles
To sample a pear tree’s largesse.
By now it is March. Snowdrops
And purple crocus are showing.
Maples turn red. Willows
Turn yellow. A circle
Of lady bluebirds flies close
To my daughter’s Dunstable windows.
Today is the first of April.
Forsythia blooms beside daffodils.
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