Alas it is that time of year when Winter turns to Spring!
The weather warms then chills again; to give our lives some zing.
The garden flowers? Overtaken by weeds before they have a chance.
And stupid people on TV talk of joys of Spring & dance.
The pollen flies to every nose & eye, to further zap our vim.
It’s too hot to get comfy but far too cold to swim.
The Spring fashions arrive causing gasps of dread!
Bohemian Chic is all the rage with feathers on the head.
The weather in our early Spring is in a constant state of flux.
Always changing clothes from hot to cold costs a lot of bucks.
I really, really hate the Spring, that’s why I moan for what seems hours,
The only time that I hate more is Summer, when the Sun shows its heating powers