February

February

Season’s first crocus blooms yellow
near a path by the firepit,

then another by the love stump
where they multiply daily in pale purples
huddled like shy girls at recess:

saffron eyes peeking through cupped petal-faces
at bold snow-irises posing regally
and gangs of violas rivaling grape hyacinths.

A gust of warmth travels by
sends kites to the sky
and bubbles through air
blown by the breath
of laughing children.

--Diana Tigerlily