Snowmelt

After months of blizzard and freeze
After the snow has melted
On the first warm day
When you can play outside
Without hats and mittens

If you follow the creek
Back to the woods
There is a place in the sun
Where they will not see

Never mind the cold days before
Never mind the grief
Of the adults inside the house

If you dance in the sunlight
The sadness will melt
Like the frozen winter

And for a moment
You have escaped
And time is what you make it

Another world opens —
Another time —
Where stories
Could come true

~Anne Bach