March 1, 2010

Oh, Spring

How you tease us so

Will there be snow?


One thing is certain there will be sun

We may still freeze our asses off

But at least the promise of summer lingers

I know that your warmth is near

Pulling out of the parking garage at five

Blinded by the Sun

That sits inconveniently below my visor

I’ll sacrifice my vision for warmer days

If you take away this dreadful snow

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