greenery is the
new scene,
the flowers bloom
the birds sing in
the daylight,
and, i, too, emerge
from all of the cold
and dread and
hollow earth

through the cruel winter
i felt much too many
out of sync, dissonant days,
where i crumbled
such as the dirt
and whenever the
sun would kiss me
good night, i, too,
would melt away with
the day

greenery is the
new scene
i have emerged
from all of the cold
and dread and
hollow earth

i stand tall
just as all of
the yellows, purples,
pinks and reds
grow beside me

next winter,
i will be in
harmony, too,
even on the
crisp, bitter days

i
will
not
wilt
away