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The calendar affirms that spring has arrived

Why then did the weather take a snowy dive?

Heavy, wet snow arrives overnight

Is this some terrible joke, not right?

Instead of spring, we now experience deep snow

Where is the snow shovel when we need it now?

Well . . . Have no concern at all, for you see

A poet can write about most anything to be

Thankfully, there is really no snow to spoil spring

When will warmth replace winter’s frosty sting?

Even the songbirds remain quite bunched up for now

On powerlines high above, they sing and take a bow

Again, the calendar sets the date of a new season

Why should we believe the date for any reason?

This past winter has indeed soured our attitude

When will Mother Nature give us some latitude?