Twins

Signs of spring are slow to arrive.
Here -  in these mountains. 
We wait. We watch. We look for green. 
It's coming. It will happen. I know that.

But then....

I wondered about her roundness as winter marched on.
I didn't know what I do now.

Those signs of spring?
These are them. This is that.
Twins.
Born just this week.

I'm learning. 
Nature's ways.
And how to find spring before she's found us.

I'll be watching. - of course - as these two grow.