My Flower, Spring

by Danny P. Barbare

I say spring shall come
It shall come like the sweetest
Clematis wrapped around
The mailbox. It shall be like
The perfume of a woman,
Fill the air like a thousand
White flowers, busy as a bee.
It shall wear the finest fashion
As I shall know it each day
Because she is my dream.

Danny P. Barbare has recently appeared in Doxa, Blood and Thunder, Assisi Online Journal and The Santa Clara Review. He works as a janitor at a local YMCA in Simpsonville, South Carolina. He grew up and was raised in the upstate of the Carolinas.