Rough waves on a roaring sea
Rhymical format moving along
No swimmers dare enter the
Dark, deep, flowing waters
Sensibility reigns over possible
Challenges as those present
Turn and go to fetch warm jackets.
There is no sun to warm you
The wind can make you stiff
the grayness of the day is
depressing, and no sign
that the stress will go away.
These things happen from
time to time, and the fact that
spring is here, and our expectations
were of something else does
not matter. Mother Nature has
her way and all across the land
there is upheaval and chaos.
It seems that a mild winter
Is followed by bizarre springs
No one is arguing that fact at
Least not this year. Before long
June will be busting out all over.
Stanski
March 19, 2024, ^
Steve Haarman 