sister winter

You win, Winter.

I give up the ghost. I throw in the towel. I give in.
No more optimism for me about spring's arrival.

All my friends, I've
Returned to sister winter
All my friends, I
Apologize, apologize


Daryl said...

Oh my friends I've
Begun to worry right
Where I should be grateful
I should be satisfied

Not to throw it in your face, but now that spring finally feels like it's here, we have months of sidewalk lakes and wet feet. Let's move to a place of permanent summer!

corrie said...

I agree! Let's go! I'll pack, you get the passports!

beckster said...

Can I come?...Sometimes I can be somewhat usefull!