In New Brunswick,
we take pride
in not rushing the spring.
Imagining her as some toddler,
we give her plenty of time
to learn to walk.
In fits and starts,
we let her have the room
to sit and stand,
stand and step,
step and fall,
then do it all again
and again.
No matter how brief the moment,
we applaud her every move.
And not wanting to brag too soon,
we hold our peace,
taking care not to jinx her journey.
Then, after what seems like
more than a few false starts,
she takes off at a reliable run,
finally full of warm winds and sunny skies.
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Very nice…spring is in the air. Wishing her “few false starts”