January Ninety-Eighth

It's the ninety-eighth of January. The month that lingers on. It seems like Spring will never come and Winter will never be gone. As this longest month drags on and on we've all come to realize its either raining and warm or sunny and freezing . There is no compromise. At first we counted the days 'til Spring but we've given up on that. It seems we'll never get to shed the Winter coat and hat. The stores are tempting us with blooms of all our favourite Spring flowers. But of course they're all kept safe inside or they'd all be dead within hours . It's the ninety-eighth of January and it just goes on and on. I wish I could sleep this month away. I'll be so thankful once its gone. 30/01/2024