Rubber Ducky Poetry Hour

[PoeticWitch]

The earth is still frozen
Piles of snow all around
Freezing temperatures still haunt us
Even though it is the end of March

Mother may I ask?
Mother may I plead?
Mother may I beg?
For warmer weather?

I am not asking to be boiled
Nor to be baked
Or even grilled
Just lightly toasted would be lovely

My bones a cold
All the way down to my toes
Mother help me warm them
Before I freeze into living statue

I heard the birds flying over head
They were flying north
I know Spring is coming
But just not fast enough

I see the animals out and about
Their winter cache of food is gone
So they are hunting for the Spring growth
But the ground is still frozen

Trees haven't budded
The grass hasn't sprouted
The ground is brown
Nothing green that I can see

Mother bless us
With Spring Growth
Mother bless us
With Spring Warmth

Time for the cycle of life to move on to the next phase
Time for the tree of life to bloom once again
Time for the season to change
It's Time