Waiting For Spring

It's much too cold right now for my taste, I'd rather be in a warmer place. Not huddled under the blanket to keep warm, No, that is not the case. I'm waiting for the day the flowers will bloom again, I'm waiting for the day the animals will come back. I'm waiting for the day a twelve year old like me can play, The nice warm sun is what I lack. All we have right now is all of this snow, Why can't it simply melt into the ground? I want to be able to go down the slides at the playground, And listen to the laughter all around. But it seems the snow will be around for a while, So I might as well wait as I cower under a blanket pile. Yes, this is too chilly for my taste, So I'll just sit and wait for Spring.