I picked out a few bulbs,
Carefully selecting each
from the showroom floor,
The perennials,
because they stem from the narcissus clan.
Looking longingly at the bright green sprouts,
Standing tall at attention –
‘Look at me
look at me’
How fitting, that they are my favorite,
(These round orbs in my hands,
I massage and whisper sweet things)
Soon to be
Bright white,
fluted yellow,
& traffic-cone orange
i love them all,
Flowering firsts
The signal that spring has finally arrived.
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