The Message of the Crocuses
Awwww, look at that! They blossomed! And aren’t they sweet? Hardly the size of my thumb nail, blooming their little hearts out.
Oh, we needed you, tiny crocuses, for our hearts have been heavy and filled with tears.
A week ago, this spot was heaped with seven inches of new-fallen snow. You could easily have believed all hope was gone.
Hope has been hanging by a fine thread this week, little flowers. And yet, here you are, shining your cheers out to all the world.
Little golden flowers are always blooming somewhere, pushing through the darkness. Thank you for your reminder, little crocuses. Thank you for your illimitable song.

