Four Months
Posted on February 7, 2014 by Shelly Papernik
February
Sun so low it drips gold on the dark snow.
Air so cold it skis down your windpipe.
March
Rain so wet you can swim from drop to drop.
Wind so strong you would think God was yawning.
April
Blowers and mowers so loud they go to war with the airplanes.
Daffodils so bright they raise your cholesterol.
May
Air so soft you can go to sleep on it without a pillowcase.
Azaleas so pink you want to tickle them like babies’ toes and hear them giggle.