SPRING, WHEREFORE ART THOU

Snow, falling, packing, frictionless, cars sliding, feet slipping, cold. Shivers. Sweaters, coats, gloves, dripping off chairs, drying out.Spring and summer water, growing from snow memories in bands of velvet green.

Children playing, outdoor dinners, redneck fashion, lazy eating. Dad and daughter, silly-shirt-laughter.

Hurry spring. Kids are growing, seeds are waiting, lawn mower needs a turn. Lonely for springs promise, summer's bounty, the work of fall in mason jars and then...again, the snow will come. But now, oh so lonely for the spring.