Everywhere are
Changes
I mean of the transformational kind
Dandelion into clock
Or
Romantic blackbirds
Into parents
Or mourners
Bare tree into blossoming
Cherry
Into shedder of display
Into bursting with
Fruit beginnings
Daffodils into dying heads
clumps of a has-been
Display that needs to be
Left
Untouched and
Forgotten as we move
Onto the next blissful
Bouquet
Let them return to the Earth
Unseen
To do their important work
Of renewal and birth
Raspberries are coming
But the buds have not even yet
Opened into petals
Yet I am hopeful of a bumper crop
Chalk pictures
Get drawn
A portal of magic
Then scuffed and scattered
Into dust of rainbow hues
Books have changed
From words of promise
Into received wisdom
And I am changed
Change goes ever on;
It is the one
Constant