Gentle February

Go, gentle February, tell them
we are grateful for winter's passing.

Tell them we have raked the dark earth
in readiness for sowing.
Tell them last autumn's leaves
have been cleared away into piles.

We have walked our sidewalks
and been grateful for sunshine.
We have watched over the early blooms.
We have greeted the first butterflies.

February, we have said good-bye to frost
and kissed the crocus. We have
observed all the signs of spring
embroidered on your grey robe.

Gentle February, sweeping your hem
across this midnight, send us
a kind March. Send us warm rains
and rock the new leaves with soft winds.

Go, gentle February, tell them
we are grateful for winter's passing.

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