Farewell To February
I bid farewell to February,
Month of ice and snow.
No one living in the north
Is sad to see it go.
Although it is the shortest month,
It wasn’t short enough,
Sending us conditions
Most uncomfortable and rough.
I’m well aware that March might hang
On February’s tails
And thus the possibility
Of cold and snow prevails.
Yet psychologically, at least,
I’m thrilled to say goodbye.
The calendar says “Spring” in March
If Nature will comply.
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