Spring

The calendar says
the first day of spring
came and went without
my noticing.

Just weeks ago
when I searched the ground
for an insect (school project)
not one could be found.

But on the way out
to the car today
I looked around
and I was amazed:

Hum and chirp
and bud and sprout,
grass needs mowing,
hornets are out.

I'm glad I happened
to see all this
because spring is brief
and easily missed.


~ Tamary Shoemaker
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(From a prompt at NaPoWriMo to write a "first day" poem.)