So many things I might write today. This is what arrived.
The seeds arrived in the mail
Yesterday:
A butterfly garden to be sown
When the warm comes.
The robin searches out worms
In the backyard
Hop
Hop
Listen
Hop
Hop
Listen
He will feel that first hint
With his feet,
Hear the whisper
Of worms surfacing.
After all
Light is on the winning side
Today.
The worms must not be far behind.
The robin holds hope
Hop
Hop
Listen
The seeds are packaged
On the kitchen counter.
They hold the hope
Of butterflies.
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