I looked out to see the sunlight dance,
across ice and snow today.
I could not help but speak the word's,
'Snow please go away.'
Enough trying to accept the seasons
as they come with piety.
I've had enough of winter's cold
for spring to come; I plea.
Come spring with bloom's of daffodil
crocus and green grass.
Come sweet spring with warm sun's kiss
which causes cold to pass.
To feel sun's warmth on my face
and hand is what I pray.
And so I break my vow and whisper,
'Please snow; just go away'...
c.d.m.1-23-11
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