Two Warm Days In a Row
Yesterday, Winter storms made the front page;
today, the headlines are all about Spring.
And hail the changes only She can bring,
like warm breezes to disarm Winter's rage.
But like the musings of a wizened sage,
the doldrums of Winter manage to cling.
And the robin redbreast must wait to sing,
a premature Spring hasn’t yet come of age.
Today, it's cloudy and about to snow,
as temperatures fall below zero.
And a sulking sun refuses to show,
forcing signs of an early Spring to go.
And yet, though She fled, She's still my hero;
we've had at least two warm days in a row.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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