Non Believer

The winter's been harsh, the winter's been long.
Still it's only march and I can't hear the song.
To have spring fever, you need to be a believer.
This winter's been harsh and this winter's been long.

Shovel's and sneezes are the call of the day.
Please hand me a kleenex, it's two month's until May.
We're out, well I guess I'll just use my sleeve or.
Man if I had my way I certainly wouldn't stay.

White winds wailing where weeds wait wondering.
If the God's will ever restart their thundering.
Or if they have just slammed down the reciever.
In disgust of all of mankinds plundering.

Faith in the four season's is our only stronghold.
Waiting for the story of sping to still be told.
Hoping the book of knowledge is not a deciever.
Our spirit's are shaken and we dare not be too bold.

For the spring fever contest/ ballad
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Dietrich Avatar
March 7, 2014 at 10:54 PM
So I finally see your note here that you are from Minnesota. I am from Iowa just below you guys. I remember how harsh those winters were. Only thing I do NOT miss about the midwest, the dreadful cold!!
Johnson Avatar
March 8, 2014 at 6:15 AM
I hear ya' sista'. :)
Secrest Avatar
March 6, 2014 at 11:32 AM
Its hard to stay believing in these long winter months. Your poem is a great expression of the despair everyone feels around the end of winter that spring will never come. We just need to remember to have faith. Great write!!!
A  Avatar
March 5, 2014 at 10:03 PM
I try to believe, Robert, love the meaning, and reason once again...... missing the sun, keeping the faith alive........SKAt
Dietrich Avatar
March 4, 2014 at 5:43 PM
You must live out east, my friend. The poem reflects this strongly. GOOD one. So glad to see a new one up from you and glad you enjoyed mine. Utah is not bad. We will see spring sunshine soon.
Johnson Avatar
March 4, 2014 at 6:33 PM
Minnesota. Up north they call it God's country. In the southern part ot the state. I call it the God forsaken country. :) It's been a winter of winter's. Not over. Ugh. :)
Horne Avatar
March 2, 2014 at 10:11 AM
this is just awesome and so thought provoking
Johnson Avatar
March 2, 2014 at 6:48 PM
Thanks Jack. Spring is coming, hang in there.
Duggan Avatar
March 1, 2014 at 6:26 PM
Robert that is so good, it sounds as though you have covered all seasons, love the rhyming, good luck in the contest.............Vera.
Johnson Avatar
March 1, 2014 at 9:06 PM
Thank you Vera, actually I think I am just stuck right here in the first of march. It's been a historical winter here in the upper midwest. Minnesota. Land of ten thousand frozen lakes. Peace. :)
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