The season that chose to never depart
froze all of my toes and iced up my heart.
It’s time! It’s time! I’m done with cold.
Bundling up has gotten old.
No nice way to say it, so please get lost.
It’s time for my achy bones to defrost.
The long wait finally comes to an end
in the great return of a long, lost friend.
It’s here! It’s here! The winter stops.
Put on my shorts and grab flip-flops.
A stroll on the beach or swim in the bay,
it’s here and this lady is set to play!
© Susan Schoeffield
Written for the 5/21/14 prompt at Creative Bloomings to write a poem in the Staccato style. (NOTE: This poem was honored with a “Brilliant Bloom” award.)