|It begins as usual, softly and without fuss,
a slight elevation of temperature,
the breaking of ice
bringing with it the faint tang of spring.
It is more a taste than a smell, sharper
you feel brighter and more energetic for no apparent reason.
Late snows melt almost as they soon as they come,
daffodils peek through the silken white blanket
children giggle as they see the flowers
they become soaking wet, hustled into a bath by mom
to prevent a chill with Spring coming.