March's Tears (March 28, 2018)

The last visible footprints

Of Ole Man Winter

Are slowly disappearing

From the landscape.

As the slender green shoots

Of Daffodils Tulips and Crocuses 

Push through the frozen tundra

Of the past 4 months.

Bringing renewed hope

To a blah landscape covered

In various depressing shades 

Of brown and beige.

Upon the distant horizon

The last traces

Of January and February battles

Still linger.

As the heavy winter clothing

Is slowly removed

With a weary eye

To the bright warm less sky.

Should the need arise

To redon 

These bulky clothes

Once more.

Knowing

Ole Man Winter

Has one more kick

At the can.

An April surprise

That covers the land

Once more

In a brief white blanket.

Before disappearing

Til late October

Or early November

With his bitter embrace.

As cold tears

Of long repressed relief

Flood the land.

Heralding Ms Spring

And April's arrival

To the land

Long tired of winter.

Therisa © 2018

Author's note: This is my last poem that I will write before my March 30th anniversary, which mark 11 years, since I wrote and posted my first poem. Sadly, I have failed to reach the milestone of 3 000 poems, once more, due to health reasons. Maybe next year, I will reach this mark.