Anti-Climactic
When winter hammers us with snow
And sleet and freezing weather,
We anxiously hope Nature
Somehow gets her act together.
We count the days ‘til spring arrives
With breezes soft and mellow,
And wait to see the daffodils
So in-your-face with yellow.
This winter past, where I reside,
Broke every rule created.
We didn’t have a drop of snow,
Which we’d anticipated.
Instead the flowers poked their heads
Before they were expected,
And heavy winter jackets hung
In closets, quite neglected.
Officially, on calendars,
Today we welcome spring.
In prior years, we’d celebrate
The joy this date would bring.
This year, however, somehow spring
Is lacking in appeal.
Without the winter climax,
It’s just not a real big deal.
Let’s hope this season lasts a while
‘Cause it would be a bummer
If there’s another letdown and
In April we start summer!
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