The snow is almost gone

And yet I resist spring

Don’t want to get fooled again

Yesterday I walked out of work

After 18 student conferences, exhausted

Happy

I simply like my students

They make me happy

It is lovely to like one another

Even as I tell them they might get not get A’s

The daffodils at the corner seemed suspect

Planted from a grocery store pot

No struggle against the snow

But they defied me with their cheerfulness

So much bright yellow

I remind myself to allow this feeling of happiness

At my students

At the daffodils

It comes and goes

It will come again

And go

And this morning I woke up

Down

A little sick

Ate the wrong thing

Never know the right thing

Dragged myself to the library

Where I write with writers

Get something down

And the blue and pines out the window

Cheered me

In spite of myself

Why is it

I don’t trust the happiness

Determine that it’s fleeting

But let the downward drift

Seem like truth?

Down is as fleeting as happiness

Comes and goes

And comes again

And goes

Like spring.