We had a cold wave with rain arrive at the end of last week, the heat was turned on again, and it was dark as winter evenings all day on Saturday. I'll say it again. Denver can always use the rain, but a temperature in the forties is too cold for May. I wrote this poem over the weekend. I'm happy to say that more than the screen is open now. It's warming up again!
I know, I know, I need a sweater.
Cold air spools in through the back screen door,
opened to welcome spring.
The winter party has returned.
But I have heard those geese vees flying south,
and I have heard robins cheer me awake.
The porch furniture sits uncovered,
ready for iced tea and talk.
Trees are dressed in that gauzy green,
each wistful for the once-upon-a-time spring.
The door stays open.
I’m turning the page.
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