Here comes the sun.....part one

Yearning for Spring

The asparagus fern is trying to escape
Out through my patio door.
I send it back, but it doesn't like that,
Doesn't want to cascade to the floor.

It spent several months on a stool by the door,
Behaving itself as it were.
Now it's awake like an unruly child
Beginning to exert its own power.

Its tendrils climb to find the sun
While the daylight hours last longer,
As I gently replace it every day
I can feel its resolve grow stronger.

I know how it feels as it climbs to the light,
Doesn't want to stay in the dark.
'Cause I'll feel the same when summer comes

(okay, I've behaved way tooooo long here...)
And my bum in the sun I will park.

(Note: Yes, that's an Alaskan cockroach on the floor. It's Latin name is Cucaracha Bootjacka Critterarae.)