by Jim Farfaglia
They surprise us right around Labor Day,
their purple porpoise noses breaking the surface
just when we think the garden has given us
all its beauty.
Their mother comes first, early in spring.
She’s just a lot of greenery that starts the season
with a promising How do you do,
but offers nothing in the way of a blossom.
Then, as the summer heats up,
mom dies back,
and her little ones watch from below
while everyone else shows off their best color –
the bigger kids heading back to school,
a cold wind turning the page of our calendar
and, just when life shows signs of slowing down,
they show up.