a letter

Dear Spring,

Please come soon. Christmas came and went, and everyone has taken down their pretty white lights. I hate dirty snow and weathermen who claim a snow storm is coming when it really isn't. And why is March such a long, cold month?

Please come soon, Spring.

Please bring only a few April showers, but just enough so the May flowers are beautiful.

Please bring warm weather, preferably in the sixties, where I can open the windows in my house and let the breeze blow open the white drapes through the sunshine.

Please bring picnics with friends and walks in the park, ventures into the city and walks along the cool and windy shore.

Spring, please, hurry the heck up.

xoxo
me

P.S. Please make March go by fast.