Welcome to Spring 2021. Here in Virginia it feels like the ground swell of spring is moving. The fields have a hint of green, the red maples have a tone of deep red, the daffodils have begun to open and each tiny shift is so welcome in this year of the pandemic.
I have done so little
For you,
And you have done so little
For me,
That we have good reason
Never to agree.
I, however,
Have such meager
Power,
Clutching at a
Moment,
While you control
An hour.
But your hour is
A stone.
My moment is
A flower.
Poet to Bigot
— Langston Hughes