For Spring

Speckled brown and pink, the egg did not know what to think.

Should it hatch here, so the world can rejoice and cheer?

Or should it sit and wait—the best surprises always come late.

But it could not ponder for long, for it sensed something very, very wrong.

Its nest was shaking, shake-a-lake-a-laking.

As a something drew near, the poor, helpless egg almost cracked in fear.

But no worries, little one! It’s your sister, her life has just begun!

So now you’re spurred on to make this hard exterior gone

Crick-crackle-pop! Stretch peek blink. Hop hop hop.