April Has Arrived
Sparrow sneaks up on worm in wet grass
Oak watches, tries not to smirk out knothole
Spring is such a marvelous season for voyeurism
Bright yellow daffodil leads the parade of flowers,
Pushing up two seconds after last bit of snow left.
I am careful to mow around her, not wanting another death
Tonight we will be listening to Roger’s folk songs
The neighbors will congregate on our stoop
We will be sharing food, and laughing
Lettuce salad will be the main course
I will not add meats, but they will be available
I like being a good hostess
We never thought April would arrive, and here she is.
A fat robin hops up to the railing, stealing Shark’s food
Watch out, I think. Shark, our cat, has earned her name.
My willow tree branches wave a friendly hello
I begin to garden, not planting yet, but tilling
A red tulip nods to me from the corner.
Before I know it the lilacs will be in bloom.
They are already budding
I can hardly wait until tonight. Let the dancing begin!
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