Spring: Marjolaine Brodeur

Yesterday Spring has sprung
But whether lamb or lion
Meteorologists knew not
For it was neither one nor the other.

Being of two minds as it is
We must prepare for the unexpected.
Cold and warm spells to rattle us,
Then followed by true spring.

Warming our hearts finally,
Having made up its mind,
That the solstice must be obeyed
So that summer may come.

What it holds for us unknown,
No doubt will either please or
Irritate us as its desire is felt.
We are slaves to its pleasure.

Perhaps we should just live one day
At a time, within measure
So that we are neither sad
Or is filled with pleasure.