spring

the blue walls
just pale enough
to catch
the color in
sunlight or
a thinly
shaded lamp
upon the dresser.
a blue, not
unlike what
lies within
the nest,
outside your
upper room
the window
finally open
on a warm day.
the clouds so
still, at rest.
and you standing
in the doorway,
with that
smile confirms
the color
and other things
i can't quite
say.