Happy spring!
The first day of spring
For here in New England
It's the land of H. Thoreau;
Whoever said spring comes
'til the far end of April
So while warmer climes tease
March 20, 2002
and it's snowing again;
the white scalloped trees
raise a winter amen.
even weather will not
conform to a standard
some bureaucrat's wrought.
eccentricity's king
so we don't play by rules
that steal life of its zing.
in March must be mad,
for in my recollection
no green's to be had
and then it's still pale
as the beach sand in summer
or a schooner's mainsail.
with their flowering boughs,
I'll sit by my window
and count the snowplows. :-)
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