Sammy

Once upon a time there was a Spring,
and with the Spring came Sammy,
and Chagall's painted ceramics, and bluebirds singing,
and lots of laughs,
and some really good cries,
and the feel of wet green grass between our toes,
and a finely embroidered smell of happiness.

Noone knew whether it was Sammy or the Spring,

so we waited...

... and the Spring wilted,
while Sammy got larger,
and happiness quietly grew...