Goodbye to you Mr. Winter. You came and went like my dinner. Easy, breezy. You froze us as if we were light sinners. Kind of like going into church to confess all your sins. Father tells you to do two hail Mary’s and one our Father, which is nothing compared to the girl sitting next to you doing four hail Mary’s and ten our Father’s!
Winter, you were a joke. Sorry to say, but maybe the truth will change your ways. You freezed us to Popsicles for about a week, then we all melted into summer days. I called you “Winter-Spring” as most of your days were warm and sunny, the way I like my eggs, the only difference is that you made me sweat when I should have been freezing.
La-tee-da Mr. Winter, you won’t be missed this year as you were barely there, but I do hope you come back, if our damn people can stop all the bad air!
I cannot speak the same for all across your land, it was kind of like you ran away from us Californians and blew all your coldness over the South. My heart truly misses your chilly days. Maybe, maybe, maybe we can rejoice in our future days….
