alpaca princess (renniekins) wrote,
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Crocuses and Spring

I looked out my window the morning, and my winter-ravaged backyard (complete with lawn chairs knocked over sprawled halfoff the deck) had a spot of bright yellow in its brown-grayness. I hurried outside to look before going to work, to find that some of my crocuses are blooming! Little tiny splashes of yellow and purple and green. Furthermore, my daffodils and my tulips are starting to sprout. Perhaps we can live through Winter after all.

First we forgot where we'd planted those bulbs last year,
Then we forgot that we'd planted at all,
Then we forgot what plants are altogether,
and I blamed you for my freezing and forgetting and
The nights were long and cold and scary,
Can we live through February?
...
And February was so long that it lasted into March
And found us walking a path alone together.
You stopped and pointed and you said, "That's a crocus,"
And I said, "What's a crocus?" and you said, "It's a flower,"
I tried to remember, but I said, "What's a flower?"
You said, "I still love you."


I love yellow flowers. Roses, crocuses, daffodils, anything yellow, or really anything with bright colors.

(Believe it or not, this is the second time this song has made it into my fairly short-lived journal. But it's such a beautiful song, it's just hard to keep it out....)
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