Spring Songs Poem by Chi

On the dirt road along the pond,
Several spring songs lay squashed
As I went to work yesterday.

I had tried to chase them
back into the pond
as I drove home two nights ago.

I tried to chase them
back into the pond
as I drove home yesterday.

But I'm not sure they understood.

'Why's he bothering us? ',
they must have thought.

'Did you see them as you drove
home last night ', I asked my partner.
'No, I didn't', she answered.

They were right there on the road,
like little chiefs, night-basking.
I had slowed down and skirted them.
Then came out of the car and tried
to send them back into the pond.

My partner must have been listening
to the radio as she drove home.
And my neighbors are too busy to see
other road users as they think of sweet home.

On the dirt road along the pond,
spring songs lie squashed
every morning I return to the farm house.