WEATHER TUG-O-WAR--A POEM

I have been reading all about snow days down south and am noticing the swings in the weather that happens during this season.  I wrote this playful poem about winter and spring having a tug-of-war.  Who wins?  Spring I hope!!  

It’s tug-o-war time once again—

Seasons’ in a tiff.

Winter wants to have its way

Giving Spring mischief.

Yesterday was balmy—

Warm wind filled the air.

Today it’s cold and gray outside

With Winter’s lasting dare.

Back and forth they tug the rope

Each struggling to win

One day flowers a bloomin’

Next day snow begins.

“I will win this tug-o-war!”

Winter loudly gloats.

Spring keeps pulling, shouting back,

“Put away those coats!”

The war goes on and days do pass

With Winter finally tired.

So spring puts up a mighty push

To get the win desired.

The world’s awash in green and warm

As new birth fully sprouts

Spring is here in all its force

And Winter is shutout.

“Don’t be cocky, Springtime,”

Winter weakly drawls.

I’ll be back to win this war

When I can sprawl with Fall.