Snow swiftly approaches.
Flurries hurry my way.
From the swirling sky, flakes float down collecting on the entire town,
piling up on rooftops, coating every inch with an icy shine.
Floppy ears retreat into the earth, under the slush filled street.
Covering everything in white, filling me with rotten spite.
Yearning for sunlight, the cold touches my nose and transforms me into all of my woes.
A grouch who loathes soggy socks and frost ridden toes,
I’ll stay hidden until spring.
A grinch in need of a pinch, awake me from this crystal stinging nightmare.
I’ll laugh and smile like a king among flowering blossoms.
Longing for the warm breeze, to lounge like leaves on the trees.
Poetic Poems of Poetry