Much simpler
than a scramble
for a basketball
I'm crazy for the trees
beginning
to bud
for the warm air
and the thaw
and the crisp walks
under a freshly
minted blue sky
but most of all
I'm mad for you
that's right
it's mad love
for the woman
I would not have
any other way
that I want to march with
down the road
to our golden years.