The Coming of Spring

    So gently lies the earwig
crawling
       awakened
       by the coming of spring.

    A raccoon's
    muddy tracks, going through
the snow.
             heading to the
    sleeping
             stream.
    from her wintry home.

    The humid air
kisses
          the ground
                   wetting
       the snow

    To an icy bank
    where I saw and earwig
                   on the coming of spring.


By Olivia, grade 7