Friday is here, and I am glad. Sometimes I do wish it would stay awhile longer than twenty-four little hours, especially a Friday in May when the world around here is so colorful and bright. Spring always reminds me of poetry, with the way both are brief and yet packed with significance, and I'd like to start sharing a poem with you every Friday.
This poem is by Wendy Videlock, a writer I don't know well but found through The Poetry Foundation. It was originally published in Poetry earlier this year. I hope you enjoy it!