She comes in with fire cutting through the lingering chill of Winter, ushering in the Spring.

She’s all limbs and languid movements. Never in a rush, arriving perfectly on time.

Like a cat laying in a ray of light at just the right time of day.

She loves doggies and watching people fall.

Especially if they’re doing something stupid, they probably deserve it.

She loves a good laugh, even if it’s at her own expense.

Silly girl, who could possibly laugh at you?

And when she laughs and smirks at the absurdity of living, you cannot help but laugh with her.