Where I am now they call this springtime.
I want sunshine, flowers, robin’s eggs,
and even muddy boots
shed on the stoop on the way inside
for a cup of tea,
served with a big spoonful of honey.
Spring’s sweetness is what I want.
I do not want the bitter blast of cold rain
or even (shudder) snow.
I want to use what I want.
I want what I want to be
a metaphor about how we,
all of us, never get one without the other, but
drink the bitter and the sweet together.
I want to learn from from what I want.
I want what I want
to remind me that
no season in life is
But not today.
Today, what I want,
even though I know it’s too much to ask, is
sunshine and flowers and robins’ eggs.
And even muddy boots, shed on the stoop
on the way inside for a cup of tea,
warm and sweet.
Jennifer Garrison Brownell serves as pastor at First Congregational Church -UCC in Vancouver, Washington. She contributed to the Revgals book There’s a Woman in the Pulpit and is the author of the not-really-about-a-triathlon memoir Swim, Ride, Run, Breathe: How I Lost a Triathlon and Caught My Breath. She blogs at There Is a River.
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