White Gloves and Ham


Congratulations, robin, you have made it home again,
to peck your first wriggling meal
from between impatient shoots
that greenly dare the chilly air to stop them.
Our cheeks are yet as red as purple finch’s head
when we face the dogged wind
that must surrender now – or soon –
to Life as bright Spring.

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