The First of Spring


a flutter, a kiss

a hummingbird

singing to the breeze

it glides upon


a caress, a giggle,

skin coming alive

under what feels daily

like a brand new sun


a wink, a smile,

the sparkle in your eye

as you sprint and laugh,

awakening from deep slumber


a wish, a hope, a dream,

these are what emerge

along with the sprightly buds

heralding the first of spring. – TS