Anticipating Spring (Haiku) Poem by Terry Hoffman

I anticipate
The blooming of each flower;
I can hardly wait.

I anticipate
Robin Redbreast's prompt return
and her search for mate.

I anticipate
the trees budding out with joy;
I hope they're not late.

I anticipate
birthing pangs of all new life.
What will be their fate?

I anticipate
melting snow cascading down
and cold to abate.

I anticipate
the bright butterflies in flight.
When is that spring date?