“Reporting for duty,” they say, standing tall and saluting
as they face the sun, straight as can be. Proud. Ready.
The earth around them giggles in joy.
“The daffodils! The daffodils!”
Soon, glorious blooms, miracles on a stem,
will rise from within these green stalwart ranks
to trumpet the arrival of sweet, joyous spring.
And I can hardly wait!