Poem a Day 12: Not Counting . . .

Not CountingRobins don't counthow many days to spring,or wonder if their eggs will hatch.I've seen three robins so far,though snow fell like gracklefrom the sky this week, little white reminders of winter.I won't count how many winters I've seenor how many winters are left.I'd rather celebrate spring-to-comewith each uncurling blossom of earlyhyacinth, snowdrop, and tulip,an end to bundling up