Bare branches
In
Snow
Put on
Stunning
Show
Go ahead
And
Have a
Seat
A frozen
Butt
No real
Treat
A week
Ago
Four inches
Fell
Now you’d be
Hard pressed
To
Tell
A dusting
Of
Snow
Just
To let us
Know
Winter’s
Not ready to
Go
dormant in the snow
vessels for growing season
anxious for the thaw
Farewell January
It’s
Time to
Go
We’ve had our
Fill
Of ice and
Snow
Frostbitten
Noses
And frozen
Toes
Through
Dreary days
Our depression
Grows
You
Wonder why
You’re not
Beloved
We’re
Bored silly
With hats and
Gloves
Don’t hesitate
To
Take your
Leave
Don’t wait around
For us
To
Grieve
