Today's task is to write a poem based on a word from Haggard Hawks' twitter feed. We've passed the vernal equinox
And thus it must be spring And one might feel secure in this On hearing the birds sing But I will not be fooled By a couple days with sun Into thinking like the crocuses That spring has really sprung. Their stripy leaves break through the soil. Admittedly, I smile. False Spring, you will not win my trust, Will not my heart beguile For I have lived here far too long An April Fool to be And sure enough on April first What do I wake to see? A fresh white blanket o'er the Earth A cruel joke to play. 'Twas afterwinter all along Disguised as a spring day.
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