Finally Friday - Reluctance - a poem

 Reluctance by Joanne Faries

Pandemic winter, yearn for spring

Now live oaks shed their leaves

Bitter frozen plants try to gather strength for blooms

I fear for our jasmine - hope for that layer of deep greenery to explode

And I

I 

                  I

yes, I 

am reluctant to give up my hoodies, sweaters, and Uggs.  

I took comfort in hiding - cozy and warm in layers

avoiding scales

Alas, spring clothes - light materials, bright colors

it all seems too soon

I should have walked more, ate less

But truth awaits, temps rise, sun shines

no hiding in the dark under my grandmother's crocheted afghan

I must emerge

and bloom

wish me luck

don't snicker