Proof of Life

 This was my poem written April 6th.

Proof of Life

Proof of life;

Rhubarb, crocuses, daffodils

Push their way past frozen soil.

My kids still find snow to scoop

Into containers.

Next week it will be mud;

That messy cradle of blooms.

Proof of life,

Of seasons changing

After sorrow there is a smile.

After darkness there is a light.

Proof of life,

Proof that I'll soon be out

In the garden;

Smelling the fragrant air,

And in my kitchen;

The sweet, sour taste

Of rhubarb and strawberries.