we’ve had rain for days…

pretty green things are creeping out from underground hibernation,
birds tweet and chirp and sing from every branch in every tree,
and most especially from the little nest built in a hole
where our house and porch meet.
i want to dance naked and splash in the puddles
while chanting a primal spring-sprang-sprung song:
“it’s coming! get ready! it’s nearly here!”
what a deliciously hopeful and refreshing time of year.

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