There comes a time
when winter
has been here
way too long.
I wish I could pack
winter's suitcases
and send it on its way.
I'm ready for spring.
I know when
winter has been
here too long.
My world looks gray,
all of my sweaters
look ugly to me
and I'm ready for
daffodils.
Do you know that drizzly, cold, wet time of winter when your eyes crave color? Think of each of the seasons of the year. What colors would you call fall? What are the colors of summer? Which season do you like the best? Can you write a color poem today?
