after enlightenment, the dishes

Ode to Spring
- Sonya Florentino

It snowed today
Again
Like yesterday
And once more
Snow tomorrow

A harsh winter
That’s what they say
Colder than it’s ever been
Snow like we’ve never seen
Spring… it will be late

But I will wait, for like fate
Spring always follows
Spring always comes
Spring has never failed me

Even under 6 feet of sorrow
No matter how long I burrow
Spring somehow always finds me

[participant in the 5th Annual Cyberspace Poetry Slam for Brigid]