its too cold for spring.
even winter knows we cannot let summer come too soon this year,
weather working against calendar days and ticking clocks
in an effort to just slow it all down.
maybe if we all just clap our hands
like in peter pan
winter will come to life again,
not that i've ever liked snow and cold and ice,
but i'd at least like to hold onto the feeling.
its been a good winter
too good to let slip away,
lost to early blooming tulips and roadside crocuses.
i wouldn't mind the sunlight
if the feeling could stay.