The first full day of Spring brings overnight snow;
Still, it looks beauteous on the branches of the trees.
But winter is over, and I need for daffodils to grow;
I need green crocus stems to rise up from the freeze.
Nature's gifts are never unwelcome near me, you know;
But I prefer proper time and place, if you will, please.
Like a long-winded dinner guest, I'm glad to see it go…
Hah! The melt water is already dripping from the eaves.
3-21-2016 (Wrentham, MA)
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We had snow on the first day of spring too. I echo your sentiments Bill. Your poem moves like a song on the breeze bringing in a spring. We should all sing! However...I don't know about you, but we are bracing for 6-10 inches on Wednesday. I just went outside and took photos of the wildflowers and sprouting stems.