Hope Springs Eternal

Hope springs eternal

The spring ritual.
Drooling over seed packets
with the prettiest pictures
at McGuckins.
Carefully placing 1-3
seeds in each carefully
rehydrated peat pot,
covering them, warming them.
The feeling of excitement
at seeing the first signs
of sprouting life!
Placing them under lights
in the basement,
and watching them grow,
for awhile.
Losing interest as their
roots and leaves intertwine,
they’re too big to be in tiny
peat pots, too early to go outside.
Early summer arrives.
The surviving portion goes outside,
some I remember to water.
I tell myself not to do this next year
while secretly assuring myself
I’ll do it better next year.
Hope springs eternal.