I had to come see you on this most special day.
I think of it as a kind of birthday after all,
a day to celebrate your beginning anew.
And look how you’re dressed for the occasion!
I like the reds, the way they rise, swollen with life,
and the textures, lacy, and curled. Soon, the songs
of frogs and blackbirds and visiting ducks will fill
the air, and the wondrous greens will unfold.
But today is the first page of the next edition
of your ever-renewing story, dear Wetlands.
Happy Spring! Just look how you’re dressed!