Nature’s Wraith Passed…
Coldest weather has passed,
No more shivering & complaining,
The Canadian highs no longer do blast,
The northeastern United States with Mother Nature’s wraith…
Just cool enough at night, to sleep under the electric blanket,
Even if it were not, I love that blankie so, to sleep under it I do go,
Boats being launched; yes put into the water,
Fishermen tuning up their poles and cleaning their tackle,
The summer is not too far away, only right around the corner…
Now that it is mostly past, I know that I will miss,
The colder temps, the snow, the whole list,
But fully realize that next year it will return,
There and again, I will look forward to it till then…
But more cold weather poems will be written,
More complaints about the snow & slush,
More whining I am sure, about that which we should hush,
More bitching too, as I am certain, we really must…
For now the poems will be blooming, like that of the flowers & trees,
And I have high hopes that I will get to see, not too far away,
Those flowers spoken of and smell the scent upon the breeze…
© ed – 4/1/04
this is so nice...I love nature poems..
Spring is like a rebirth...have a great
day...((hugs)) floria
An electric blankie? I hope you're not sleeping on a water bed. Nice thoughts here about ambivalent seasonal feelings. Must say though the only one I long for is an eternal autumn.
Dan S.
My electric blanket will work hard again this winter..hope it will keep me warm for another 20 years...yip that is how long this one is part of me!!
Love Tinka