“Winter Phooey!”
When the cold snow flies.
It’s beautiful to look at with thine eyes.
Yet the temperatures are just too cold for me!
Honestly, now, I would love to see a honeybee.
With a heavy coat ~ mittens, warm,
I would rather be chased by a bumblebee swarm.
They’d make me run to keep me warm;
All I ask is please don’t sting me; this I warn.
With winter still pending here for a while;
Somehow I need to love winter and show a smile.
For I know, Spring will be here real soon.
I just wish it would hurry up and come by noon.

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