This winter, that seems to not want to end…
To continue on, in its ignorant bliss…
Taxing overpowering afflictions… the fever of spring.
Expecting us to wait, to postpone, to procrastinate.
Silly winter, in your white blanket of self.
You, today encountered a stronger force.
Throw at me, freezing rain and snow, sleet even too.
blech I say to you, be off with you. I will wait no longer.