I'm so in love with this time of year
I know I shouldn't be feeling sympathy for them,
but just look at them,
fighting their way through the cracks in the cement.
They are strong-willed,
moving upward, against the odds,
to reach the sunlight.
that I shall leave them there
and let them climb over the sidewalks
and up over my roof
and into my windows
and across my toes
letting them show me the way.