Poem 4–Winter’s Delaying Tactics

Old Man Winter doesn’t know when to leave;

His long nails are caught  in Spring’s lacy sleeve.

Despite her March winds, his grip won’t let  go,

His delaying tactics make her progress too slow.

The flowers are blooming, new green on the trees

But the temperatures still fall with each Wintry sneeze.

Temps rise each week  to a new average high.

But at least once a week, we  shiver and sigh

Let Go, Old Man Winter!  Please just say Good Bye!



6 thoughts on “Poem 4–Winter’s Delaying Tactics”

  1. I love this line, “His long nails are caught in Spring’s lacy sleeve.” That’s a WOW!

    I wasn’t going to do PAD but I’m starting to get inspired. (I’m competitive that way! ha ha)

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