The muddy grass in Withrow Park gives me
wet, smacking kisses on the soles of my boots,
and even the dour, winter-bare trees seem
good natured in their annual preparation.
Children unfold like morning glories.
West of Pape, a church steeple holds up the sun
like a pedestal, and a half-blinded east ender
follows the light downtown.
Withrow Park, Toronto. Photo by Skeezix1000
I don't know about you, but spring makes me want to make plans and go OUT. Anywhere. What spring plans are you excited for?