Leaves
are still
gathered by
the edges of
my fences, the yard
still showing remnants of
the fall even as the spring
begins t show that it's ready
to take center stage, greenery now
budding from the bare tree limbs. I take out
my rake and lawn bags to collect what was
left over when I cleaned this yard in the
winter. The season now grants warmth
and I no longer want to
see any reminders
of what the cold winds
brought to my yard.
It's time for
a new
spring.
