A Haiku for Michelle

A Haiku for Michelle (in spring transition) Melissa Hamilton

Hydrangeas, held safe in your hand. You are beyond capable and strong.

I am sorry that most people do not take the real time to see you.

Forget them. At home, in print, Morrison writes that “A dead hydrangea

is as intricate and lovely as one in bloom.” She is right. And here

you are, flanked by green, coming back to life, a new universe in bud.

There are pansies on the front porch now; watch them as they welcome you home.