Snow! Get thee gone.. away, I say,
Takest thou, the cold and icy ways.
For thou art harsh, hard and hefty
On the heart and health.. Oh, leave us be!
Thy gusty winds doth awake the chills;
Thou freeze the air, begone! ..and take thy ills.
We’ll not make merry whilst thou spread the flakes,
We’ll brush and shovel, no matter the time it takes.
Granted, thy veil of white doth look so enchanting,
But, by overstaying your welcome, just misery brings.
Your arrival was a blessing, that I must say;
Your beauty, your charm, the fun – you made our day!
The hilarity, the joy, the giggles and much laughter,
Aye, ’tis you, the bringer of this ‘funster’ bluster!
But, now, alas, dear snow, you must go, go, go!
The crowds have had enough of snow, snow, snow!
So now fare thee well, adieu, you fifty shades of white,
Throngs await Spring and the warm sunshine bright.
O Snow, we shall await your new season – Winter – in all its glory,
Oh, yes, all agog, with bated breath – just you wait and see!
Maloquacious © 2016