Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Come Out

Spring is coming.
I can see it in the green shoot
of the daffodils
and on the robin’s wings
as he builds his nest
just outside my window.
The trees,
once bare
as newborns,
are now threatening to bud.
Motion is everywhere
from the bird to the squirrel to the
mouse.
All of nature is alive
yelling to me –
Come out!
Come out!
Come out!