Just when I thought the ground would be frozen forever.
Just when I thought I'd never be able to wear sandals again.
Just when the gray around me couldn't be any grayer and gloomier.
I heard it first.
A faint honking in the sky.
In the V formation that reminds me of the victory of spring almost forgotten.
The geese from Canada are passing though town today.
They are heading home,
for a season of warmth, welcome and rebirth.
One goose straggles behind the group.
Beating its wings as hard as it can to catch up.
I feel like the bird lagging behind.
Spring, hurry up.
Don't forget me.
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