Crocus 2018
This is the 14th year that I have allowed myself the pleasure to pen a bit of attempted poetry about the arrival of the majestic crocus. Some folks asked to be included in my address list just for this moment. Some have written back their own crocus poem, some send pictures, many send thanks, and, yes, one or two yell at me as an unwelcomed spammer. Ah well. Enjoy.

Can this even be real?

January 26 already the joy

The cold they do not feel

Fresh green sprouts I see

An example of pure zeal

Though skies are gray

And snow remains

They come to the fray

Unstoppable these feisty buds

Determined they will stay

I cannot help but glow a smile

As nature so unfolds

The Queens of Spring here in their file

Showing us a happy way

To pause in joy a while

The days growing yet longer

The sun brings warmer thoughts

We too are feeling stronger

Like bulbs below the grass

Growing of you fonder

Wher’er you are on this fine day

Know this you can rely

The crocus coming out to play

Don’t seem a need to try

Enjoy the thought of them in every happy way

Best to you. Btw, that vehicle that comes around each Spring to sweep up the winter sand, it just swept past our house. Spring is undeniably here.
Joseph Seiler