I surveyed the sunflowers
threaten to hug and squeeze
tight to keep
them from getting any bigger

laughing, shrug it off and run
outside to play
the sunshine of spring helped
them grow a little more

an open window my heart of
pollen scatters
diffuse in the breeze draping
a bittersweet veil on every little thing

I inspect the overgrown yard in
need of care
a leafless azalea vacant
among the unfolding green

a honeysuckle wrapped
verdant arms
around the tender bush
squeezed hard and never let go

mine couldn’t be suppressed
and burst forward ready to bloom
the children run in the springtime air

covered in pollen


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