I know you have a heat wave

but, it's still chilly here ..

EARLY

What calls upon my morning thoughts,
more early bright?
a cardinal on the sill?
a primordial urging to till and plant?

Or is this hint of Spring a return
to an innocence of youth,
with skipping steps,
and early flowers,

and frost still a reminder
that life and death are one,
and living a choice!