Tug-o-War
It's tug-o-war time once again--
Seasons' in a tiff.
Winter wants to have its way
Giving Spring mischief.
Yesterday was balmy,
Warm wind filled the air.
Today it's gray and cold outside
With Winter's lasting dare.
Back and forth they tug the rope,
Each struggling to win.
One day flowers bloomin
The next day snow begins.
"I will win this tug-o-war!"
Winter loudly gloats.
Spring keeps pullin, shouting back,
"Put away those coats!"
The war goes on and days do pass
With Winter finally tired.
And Spring puts up a mighty push
to get the win desired.
The world's awash in green and warm
As new birth fully sprouts.
Spring has won and takes a bow
While Winter is shutout.
"Don't be cocky, Springtime,"
I'll be back to win this war
When I can brawl with Fall.
3 comments:
You were in our weather today -- it was a tug-o-war in Holland too with Snowdrops vs. Snowflakes. What a lively poem, so full of action and personality. I adore the ending, looking forward to the next fight for season dominance! Thank you for sharing it with me...and for coming back into blog-land. a.
You were in our weather today -- it was a tug-o-war in Holland too with Snowdrops vs. Snowflakes. What a lively poem, so full of action and personality. I adore the ending, looking forward to the next fight for season dominance! Thank you for sharing it with me...and for coming back into blog-land. a.
Amy,
Thanks. It was fun and playful and just what I needed on this cold and dreary day.
Deb
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