Look At All The Snow
We're waist-deep in snow;
Winter won't let go.
Whatever happened to Spring?
Not one single bud,
only frozen mud.
Will the songbirds ever sing?
I miss Spring's sweet smells,
lilies, and bluebells;
I've had enough ice and slush.
When will tulips show
and daffodils grow?
Where's Nature's colorful brush?
Winter's bland duvet
reveals Fall's decay
when it melts under the sun.
Yet it snows again,
adding to my pain.
Will Winter ever be done?
There are no showers,
as Winter cowers
under a blanket of snow.
Lacking a warm breeze,
raindrops quickly freeze.
Where is Spring, I'd like to know?
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