(photo by Jan Latvis, Cherryfield, ME, 1/20/12)
Winters seem so very long.
Something about that's very wrong!
The sky is gray, the ground is white,
And temperatures near zero at night.
I can deal with occasional snow,
But the freezing rain has got to go!
When the roads all coat with ice,
Cars slam together, not so nice!
My heart pines for the smell of spring;
My ears await tunes robins sing.
Instead, what I hear is the echoing roar
Of the snow blower in use by the man next door.
I guess the crocuses will have to wait,
And who can guess the tulips' fate?
Yes, the winter seems just way too long,
And to me that is so very wrong!
An original poem by Eva Gallant