A dying winter today spread
What would have been a heavy blanket in January
Now a worn sheet in March
Ripped and fraying
Showing both the fervent resolve
And weakening grip of an ending season
You seem a little desperate
The song sparrows brushed it off
Stubbornly singing through the flurry
While I stared out the antique window
Vignetted by condensation
I did not sing
It is not in my nature to negotiate
With the falling snow
To plead my case to the howling wind
But there are times I want to say
You're being ridiculous
The way the temperature drops
After the morning drinks in its sunlight
Until satisfied
And the day suddenly wants to start showing off
Pressing in on some idea
Like a child clumsily learning to dance
Humming its own melodramatic soundtrack
As if to say, "Remember me" to the world
But I would have remembered you as the January blanket
The five foot snow drifts
If only on those couple of days
If you had not reminded me
With your last exhausted breath
What a gentle, uneventful winter this has been
