Beating Januarys Blues

Biting cold, blustery winds, Ever the way January begins! A time for snow and frozen rime, That sees me composing rhymes In scathing censure of its wiles! Needless to say our snow piles Get much higher, and faster when January, returns to Canada again. As furious blizzards rage uncurbed, No one remains calmly undisturbed Unless they move closer to the Equator, As do Snow Birds! They will return later, Relaxed and rested from warm, sunny days, Yet we who stay, must face winter’s ways! Seeing them return, reminds us we survived! But for now we stay silent, on memories revived, Lest acerbic retorts, from lips, frost bitten Unleash outbursts on how we were smitten Every day, by January’s harsh inclemency! Spring’s return, is always a joy for me! Rhymer. January 30th, 2017.