Go Away

No precipitation the weatherman said but the snow is falling on my head. Shoveling , clearing, its still here. I wonder if the sky will ever be clear. The snowplow comes by to clear the road and in front of my car leaves a big, icy load. Shovel some more, so I can get out to drive on the ice, slip sliding about. The nicely dug out spot I left in my wake is an open invitation for another to take. Home again, dig out a new spot (since the other one now, someone else has got). Winter, I hate you, please go away and don't bother coming back on some future day. I hate the cold and I hate the snow and I really can't wait for this winter to go. Global warming where are you now. Melt this snow and take a bow. A warmer climate would be welcome here but this is just the start of winter I fear.