I know when to play and I know when enough is enough. And today I say to Mother Nature—STOP PLAYING WITH ME. Send this winter weather home. Yesterday brought blizzard weather to upstate NY. Enough is enough. I am through with playing with you. You are calling me out to play and I am staying inside, waiting for my warmer friend to call me out to play. In the meantime…a poem that I wrote last year and want to resurrect to celebrate spring…bound to happen soon!
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 shut out.
“Don’t be cocky, Springtime,”
Winter weakly drawls.
I’ll be back to win this war
When I can sprawl with Fall.
PLAY-TITUDE #29: CELEBRATE SPRING—EVEN WHEN WINTER WON’T LET GO!
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