The weather has been absolutely horrid as of late. Though I’m not usually one to complain that much about it, there must be a limit to how long winter will last – the end of March and it’s still snowing?! Seeing fat snowflakes once again litter the ground, I’ve decided to write a haiku in honor of Spring whom is dead or on vacation somewhere else.
Icy petals fall,
A bleached white landscape of ice,
A winterous Spring.