Last night
I fell asleep planning
an ensemble:
beige, flowing garments
open shoes
bare skin, no socks.
Spring is here!
Celebrate!
I awoke
to see snowflakes filling the sky
giant two inch diameter
behemoth flakes
mocking my dreams of spring.
Wardrobe re-think.
Boots today.
Again.
Still.
.
Shawn L. Bird 
March is a fickle month.
Yes. It is.
LOL glad it isn’t only me who has to deal with her fickleness. But, hey, it gives us something universal to complain, I mean write about.
lol
Sounds like our weather. Yes, spring is just around the corner, but it seems like a long way off.
Yup.
Very beautiful poem. Lord knows you are not alone. They say March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. I am holding on to that second part. In the meantime I guess we just have to embrace these last days of winter as we move into spring. Peace and Blessings my friend
Thanks, Craig!
Very fickle. Gorgeous blustery day yesterday. Pouring from the heavens today and a wind to match yesterday’s. Roll on Spring and lighter clothes to match the lighter days. 🙂 x
Fingers crosses that the weather reads the calendar!
Yep. Heat, AC, heat, AC, wish I could afford the automatically adjusting thermostat. It is ridiculously cold for March!
lol