March Again
Back in February.
We shoveled away our snow.
In March?
Our kites would freeze in mid air.
In April…
We would have burning days for no reason, while others are just like winter all over.
May is not perfect either.
Bugs arise.
Grass is out of control.
The air is hot, but the ocean is too cold to dive in.
I could go on about Michigan weather.
Before we know it, fall arrives.
And winter is around the corner.
As we wait for March again.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2024
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