A Winter Poem

I am told that Spring arrives in Heber a month later than the rest of Utah. How disappointing. So as I looked out my window the other morning at the freshly fallen, 6 inches of April snow we had received over night I got to wondering: perhaps if I gave Winter a proper good-bye it would get the hint and be on its way. The following is my attempt at a proper good-bye. But Joey wouldn't let me post it unless I wrote a rebuttal as well, for fair representation. Fine.

   

Ode to Winter's Death

Farewell, Fair Winter.

You who make the trees to die

My feet to slip

My heart to cry

My puffy coats

My woolen pants

Cannot dispel your icy trance

You who make the bitter breeze

My breath to burn

My snot to freeze

No longer shall you torment me

With hopes of warmth dashed by degree

Farewell, Fair Winter.

You who make the goose to bump

My clothes to frump

My thighs to plump

For now the sun with gracious beam

Will usher in my summer dream

The flow'rs to bloom

The world to wake

And.... What's this? More snow?!

For goodness sake!

Rebuttal to Ode to Winter's Death

Farewell, Fair Winter.

You who make the stars to shine

The snow to fall

The world refine

My skis are cracked

My ice picks dull

But my playful winter heart is full

You who deck the yuletide halls

Hang wreaths and stockings

On our walls

No longer shall I go to bed

With dreams of ski slopes in my head

Farewell, Fair Winter.

You who make the fire to glow

My soul to warm

With hot cocoa

For now the snow is melting fast

My winter wonderland is past

Jack Frost is gone

It's sad, but then,

I can finally feel

My toes again!

 

Thanks for the fun times, Winter