“A Positive Sign” By Matt Hubert © 2015
During this drab, disappointing winter
the only thing more negative
than the temperatures
are my comments
Our mutual frustration
is seemingly the only thing growing.
A special, frigid February night—
filled with positive people who
make warm music and
mix cold cocktails—
inspires hope. Maybe
the waiting is almost over.
The anticipation is growing old.
The next morning: I don’t know what to say.
I don’t know what to do either.
It may be cold outside,
but in my heart
I already can feel
the warmth of love that is growing.
I’ve never seen such a positive sign.