Dreaming of spring,
on this white, chilly night,
wondering where it could be.
Caught in the storm?
Stuck in the snow?
Frozen from
numbing frostbite?
Oh, my sweet Spring,
hope you are safe and
are well on your way,
for it feels like you've
been gone forever.
Now, about the delay,
don't worry; I miss you so much,
promise that I won't make a fuss.
After all, better late than never!
Tell me, my friends,
any sightings of this sassy season
in your neck of the woods?
Tell me, my friends,
any sightings of this sassy season
in your neck of the woods?
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