GARDEN GATE: Waiting for the Last Frost

The deciduous trees
have not yet concealed their nests.
The aspen tree next door shimmers in full leaf,
suddenly.
The Emerald Queen maples have unfurled their leaves,
almost.
And the oak trees,
finally,
let go of last season's brittle, brown leaves.
The oaks are the hangers-on,
refusing to relinquish their old leaves
until assured of buds.
The lilacs down the block
have just started to pop,
releasing their purple perfume.
In Denver, the last frost date is 5 May.
My mother swore by 15 May.
Gardening cultivates patience.