We have had one truly warm day since last fall.(Oct.12,2013 was perfect weather but we really have had very little to get excited about weather-wise since then) I don't believe in grumbling about weather but it is okay to wish, right? After so much snow and rain the lawn is a soggy mattress. Robins are anxiously waiting for worms and we are anxious to get out and clean up after last Dec.'s ice-storm. The branches have been buried in snow ever since! side-note; exactly a year ago we were cleaning up after April's ice-storm. Both storms resulted in huge and long power-outages so I am not really complaining about a bit of snow this week, or rain, yet we are all hungry for sun and thinking of farmers becoming more restless with each passing week of patience-testing...
PAD challenge day 18: write a weather poem
Love me with your lips of gold
Darling, I am not a king
But a beggar shivering
Where your eye is gray and cold
I would lie prostrate and still
In the middle-afternoon
Just to feel your whisper swoon
Over me in violet thrill
Did I mention, I am cold?
My defense of you is weak
Where you kiss my weathered cheek
Philanderer; bullish and bold
You embellish your advance
With bird-song and nature-lilt
Scorned, I huddled 'neath a quilt
Subjected to raw romance
...of sub-zero April gray
Love should not keep score, but oh
I miss your golden laughter so
Darling, have you lost you way?