Winter’s icy blast still hangs on
While dreams of spring are on my mind.
Cold winds will soon be gone.
Daffodils, posies will do just fine.
Frantic birds eating their fill
Snow tracks of squirrels, rabbits and deer
Wondering thru the valleys and over hill
Green leaves and warm breezes will soon be here.
It has been said but never claimed winter is a must!
If spring is to be appreciated.
For me, give me green grass warm winds not snowy crust.
Four seasons is just too complicated.
But wait I will for spring is near
All the shoveling, driving white knuckled and cold
Will soon no longer be a fear.
Because the first sign of spring is a robin I am told.
Soon short sleeves and cutoffs will be appropriate attire
No more long sleeves, boots, hats and gloves for this boy
Yes dreams of spring are what I desire.
And as always my friends hearts are filled with joy.
Happy Tuesday to a terrific friend.
No this was not a friends test, a survey or getting to know you better,
But just a cheerful note, poem oh or some may call a letter.
To wish you well and let you know, spring is close and I wish you well as I have always told you so….
Have a great Tuesday
A huge hug, a pat, a grab (the grab was just to see how wide and beautiful those eyes could get)
Marty
