Sunny and warmer
Patio transitioning
Holiday lights gone
No bulbs blink nightly
No snowman, sleigh or reindeer
Live in the ivy
March will soon arrive
With its annual snow storm
On St. Paddy’s Day
Not out of the woods
Winter weather still lingers
Aye, but we can dream
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Lovely
Thank you, Lynn.
I think we are all awaiting spring.ā. Lovely words.
Thank you.
Ah, I’m longing too for winter’s cold hands to leave soon… Your poem evokes beautiful imagery though!
Thanks, Christy. At least for now it is above freezing. Stay warm. ā¤
You probably did a far better job in forecasting the weather than many weather stations – and in haiku format too š
Lovely comment, Eric. Thanks.
Dreaming with you.
Lovely! Thanks.
Yes, we can dream! The best part is the dream will come true!
Like your comment. Thanks.
This beauty really says spring is close. It reminded me of during the growing up years, my father was very keen on getting the peas in the ground before Saint Patrick’s Day, in hopes of an ‘onion’ snow to bless their planting. Thank you.
Love your story about your father. Thanks for sharing, JoHanna.