The Southern Wind Is Fair Poem by Juan Olivarez

The southern wind is fair,
And it blows once more.
The January sun is caressing, gentle, kind,
It glows bright, once more.
The southern wind blows the clouds northwest,
Pushing winter away.
The sun peeks through small breaks in the clouds,
And smiles down on me.
Spring is returning to the valley,
The long hard, month old winter,
Retreats to it's Yankee stomping grounds.
Let them freeze their balls off in Massachusetts,
If they have any,
I live in Texas Baby,
Yeah, damned straight.