Cheryl Ann Ross Poet Rhyme

Where Are You Spring?

Outside it is blowing snow and sleet.
By now it should be spring.
Even when the squirrels come out to eat,
they too are shivering.

I can’t quite see across the street,
through the barrage of white confetti.
By this afternoon there’ll probably be two feet.
For this I am not ready.

I long to see the temperature reach seventy,
then out to the garden I’d go.
OK, right now I’d be happy with twenty,
and maybe a little less snow.

I know it’s just a matter of time,
before all the white will turn green.
So for now I’ll just grab me a glass of wine,
and sit by the window and dream.

Copyright:  February 21, 2009

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Arany P. February 22, 2009 at 1:56 AM the white will turn green.. hopefully soon!! lovely spring write!! great job, Cheryl! ~ Arany

Laura Mckenzie February 21, 2009 at 3:55 PM Cheryl Very well done great flow and with a bit of humor good meter too! I think we are all longing for spring! I loved this write well penned! Laura :)