The Buckeyes have their new green umbrellas out
they leapt past unfurling, that being too slow
I imagine in plant-talk, the Buckeye shouts
Spring Is Coming, Yes Yes Yes!
and I drive by on my way somewhere
important, on time, delivering or picking up
going to work or home again
I see you! Your green is not wasted on me
soon I will walk right down this road
take a picture, and post it on my blog.
For now we will enjoy the flowering quince.