After the Seders, Snow

I say no to soup and you frown:
“But it’s perfect,” you say,
“the matzo balls float up like clouds.”
Instead, we bundle up, go out
and dig bouquets of daffodils
from under spring snow.
Yellow heads nod up, surprised
to be discovered. We walk beneath
pines weeping low under
white drifts. You reach up, clear
branch after branch, then
stand back approving as
green again
they float skyward
like clouds.

Tzivia Gover is the author of Mindful Moments for Stressful Days (Storey Books, 2002). Her poetry has appeared in The Bark magazine, The Berkshire Review, Peregrine, and Bridges. She teaches poetry to adults in Holyoke, Mass.