Thanks to Rod Just Realtor for the photo!

When are you coming?
Can we expect you by May?
Your call, Spring laughter

Now, suddenly, now
Different cloud in gray sky
Particulate joy

Azure wings at dawn
Breath of dew made gold and quick
Rise and chase the day

Ruts bear mud for home
Tight corners, new blue babies
Remember first home

And wheel south once more
Carry these warm days away
Return bright and sharp

~Solomon