Promises Made

Carpenter bees

bump into

me and

take their

position 

of monarch.

I let the 

Ants use

my toe

as a bridge

to get to

the marble

platform

so tasks

can continue. 

Returning dandelions

sing of their

buttercup

shadows

and stunning

yellow.

Turquoise planks

of warm

reflect

the sun,

support my

dreams

of private

gardens

and shaded

walkways.

Blossoms

remind me

of the promises

made in

the winter's snow. 

I smile to 

the task.