It's Spring indeed and our backyard is covered in tiny purple violets. I can never get through this season without Mary Oliver...
Children, It's Spring
And this is the lady
whom everyone loves, Ms. Violet
in her purple gown
or, on special occasions,
a dress the color
of sunlight. She sits
in the mossy weeds and waits
to be noticed.
She loves dampness.
She loves attention. She loves especially
to be picked by careful fingers,
young fingers, entranced
by what has happened
to the world.
We, the older ones,
call it Spring,
and we have been through it
many times.
But there is still nothing
like the children bringing home
such happiness
in their small hands.
-Mary Oliver
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