Spring for Now
Some people have jackets.
The jackets have wrinkles from sitting in the closet.
We have been trapped in our winter coats for so long.
The afternoon creeps in.
By then,
Some people don’t have jackets at all!
Their jackets are fluttering in their stern arms.
Windy but warm.
The wind is trying to eat up everyone’s hats off their head.
Restaurants are dusting off their patio tables.
The crowd is sitting and chatting outside,
Making spring complete.
Until tomorrow when winter returns.
Until tomorrow when the snow blows back in.
But for now, we are shedding our jackets.
On this Michigan February day.
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