As the days draw out
The weather should be warm
Spring should be here
But as the days draw out
The weather gets cold
The snow floats gently floats from ths sky
The rivers freeze and the water ceases
Spring should be here
The daffodils growing
But it is cold and still snowing
The snow stops the rain starts
River swell brooks babble
The sun tries but to no avail
Spring will come but when
Is just the cycle
Is mother nature having a laugh
or is it just that
We only remember good
And forget the bad.