I will buy me some spring from the grocery store
3.99 for a small pot of bulbs
of tulips or daffodils in various colors.
Perhaps I will get pink or purple flowers
or yellow, my favorite hue
to brighten the dark kitchen corners.
They will sit on the window sill
be watchful sentries over the sink
to make me smile as I wash the dishes
and scrub away some stubborn grease.
And spring shall ever reign within
whatever weather April brings.