Spring’s Slight Delay

snow fell without warning
inaugurating spring’s awaited launch
clinging in unexpected faithfulness
to barren tree limbs, rooftops, and
even the neighbor’s dog
prancing in the front yard

no question…
spring will eventually arrive
the forest will green brilliantly
fragrant flowers will fill the front gardens
blue robin eggs will reappear, and
days will grow longer than nights

but, until her time has come
winter will dance one more time, and
his artic breath will blow harsh and cold
across mounting spring green promises
welling up inside us
maiden springtime has again left us waiting