the optimism of spring

Spring always comes again.

seedlings burst forth, birds flit about making their nests.

the sun is out, we sneeze in a haze of pollen.

we sit in the backyard talking about careers,

science, Australia, I wonder whether it's a good

idea for her to walk away from her dreams.

I decide not.

I need to talk to her some more about the

optimism of spring, how it comes back after

dark nights and new opportunities spring from 

the earth.

don't settle for less, darling,

you are the optimism of spring.