Opening Day

Scissors on tape, slice that lock
and cheer! Oh look at the confetti
floating on sunbeams in multi coloured
joy, a tornado of happiness cradling
our bodies as we itch to spring forward,
bursting to worlds unfettered.

Cheers bellow from sidelines,
we bow and gesture, acceptance of love,
our bouquets bundled tightly with
flowers blooming to the world, prizes
are passed between us, wrapped and
decorated with bow and string.

Strong winds propel us as crowds
yell with support, we fly!
Careening through currents and
clouds, our wings are spread and
we soar upwards, our end point
mountainous, flag waves, snow melts,
our landing beacons shine.