Opening

I don’t know how
to wait.

I sit on a bed
covered in green sheets-
how the chilled leaves
must have shuddered
against snow’s white bidding,

before unveiling elegant coloring-
shaken free of small beginning,
rain shimmering with spring awakening.

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