Spring Is Getting Closer Every Hour
The door is open today,
Roosters are making themselves known
With their wild screech cackles.
I am happy, for I sense the onset of spring.
The sun is smiling on my hands now
As they glide across this page with a poet’s heart.
I am being lulled into a nap-like trance,
Realizing Nirvana has not forsaken us.
Cat and dog have joined me.
Dog jealous of cat, cat with no clue
Until Dog leaps from couch and pins him.
Dog is sitting next to me in sun now, angry to be scolded.
The sun and I are the bosses today.
We are not putting up with any
Meanness or bad thoughts.
I feel Spring getting closer every hour.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019