Today there is talk of winter
Cold fingers extending to April
Overcast skies and mud to follow
People scowl at seasonal drabness
I protest "but spring is almost here!"
Received with howls of yankee laughter
"Read the almanac, you'll see a long winter"
Serious weather pessimists surround me
Tonight Nature plays an extra joke
A fast-moving storm white washes the state
Snowflakes dance close with their lovers
Swirling and waltzing in my headlights
Swaying in a slow motion fantasy
Perhaps a tango, I need to look closer
Children peer from yellow glow windows
I choose a pristine road and make new tracks
Grinning at the sheer purity of the scene
I choose to have spring now in my heart
To listen to the heartbeat of the world