On March 15, in Cleveland,
we celebrate 35 degrees?and dry sidewalks
by playing outside all morning, and again in the afternoon.
We bike the block in mittens and fleece,
and with numb fingers push dried peas
into peat pots filled and dampened on the stoop.
The former snow bank, now melted, exposes
arms wide as she dives
into what will soon be green
(but isn’t yet)
And we know just how she feels.
beautiful. thanks for sharing.