The snowdrifts in the yard are gone
the grass creeps up at last
the geese return in noisy flight
winter, it seems, has passed
But I can’t help but wonder
watching on the evening news
did winter get the message
or is winter just confused?
The graying of the sky makes me
believe the news is true
The wind that blows the grit around
sounds just like blizzards do
Then here it comes, from up above
first rain, then h…