Hello and Goodbye

Well, hello, Spring! 
I thought I saw you skulking around the edges of our Kentucky acre—

awkward with un-belonging and unsure of your welcome. 

You're not to blame. 

Winter took too long in its departure, seeming to leave then rushing back 

for some forgotten object. Some seasons don't know when it's just time to go. 

And Spring, I'm sorry you've already been bullied away by Summer 

who shoved its way in, smelling of firepits, cut grass, and sunscreen.

Maybe next year you'll arrive earlier and stay a little longer.