Spring arrived on schedule: March 20-something
At such-and-such a time.
In my head and my heart it’s still Winter,
For the morning has dawned with a third
Day of snow since the Spring arrived.
Mother Nature knows irony too well.
And she does it with gusto.
Who ever said this womanly
Personification would ever give in
To our way of thinking?
I clasp two handfuls of the freezing,
Damp ground covering,
Mush the heaven-sent white wonder
Into a satisfying ball of fun
And see if I can make it reach a nearby
The little boy in me is gleefully ready
For the day: Winter or Spring,
It no longer matters.
~ by Stan Stewart
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