Out of Season
seasons and atmospheres weren't
The muggy reality around me,
the thick atmosphere,
doesn't match the season of autumn,
where you find cool and crisp, and
revealed in changing leaves.
I spot you.
Beautiful yellow flower.
You stand out against the dead leaves all around you
like a forgotten piece of luggage at the airport terminal,
and the crisp blue sky is the perfect backdrop.
Did no one tell you? It's not spring,
but it's fall!
But really, don't let anyone tell you
you're in the wrong season,
just because you're not in their season.
Because, oh, how you stand out - wow!
You are not constrained by what's around you.
You have chosen to bloom because it's your season to bloom.
Like a tulip poking through the snow,
one might think you're a "late bloomer" flower in the fall.
On a warm day in late December,
I see another lonely yellow flower,
Right outside my door, in my own front yard.
And I say
and bloom your bright yellow.
in the winter season
where everything else is dying.