I thought it felt a little warmer this morning, is that green on the trees,
It won't be long before the air is filled, with birds, butterflies, and honey bees,
Then we'll get to complaining, about the sun being too hot,
The grass and weeds will grow so fast, we'll be cutting them a lot,
But no matter what the Spring brings, Summer is now in reach,
Then it will be time to load up the car, and migrate south to the beach,
Of all the ice and snow this Winter, I will not give a thought,
But I'll be thinking of that summer paradise, I have always sought,
With the sand between my toes and the smell of salt heavy in the air,
Why it can cause a person, to forget every single little care,
But I just remembered something, about which we all should pray,
That there will be no shadows, when we get to Groundhog Day.
Randy "Pops" Stone 01-21-11
Friday, January 21, 2011
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