By Bridget

Oh gushy green lushishness 

of this early summer’s day,

sap-filled shoots pulsating forth

 intricate blooms of May.

No snow nor hail 

or fleeting sleet

Will keep a hold 

on Earth’s unfolding heat. 

Un-burdened now from winter sleep

butterflies raise their wings in solar flight,

while into June mid-summer looms

stretching out the day into the night.