like the two baby sunflowers planted
too early and the roses in the park.
Like my soul as I come one step
closer to my real true full self.
Like the way you light up whenever
we go dancing in the moonlight
or waltzing through the kitchen
while the pancakes take their time
to bubble just right on the surface.
I can drink orange juice again
and the walls don’t ask about the past
so I’d call that blooming in a growth sense
and I know you and I are capable of
so much more than this trivial
bullshit - but sometimes we just need
the stepping stones to count for more
than they’re actually worth.
Things that are blooming
is actually a longer list than
I initially imagined because
everything is blooming - it’s
APRIL for crying out loud.
So go outside and enjoy
all the life and love
sprouting up around you
and your neighborhood.
