It is a few days before Spring, but so many people are longing for Spring weather that I thought this was a good time to place this in my blog. The poem was written for a Poetic Asides prompt
(May 6, 2009) to write a Spring poem.


Those think they know her
who see the flowery dresses
and sky blue bonnets she sports,

but some days she dons
a wintry snowflake outfit
with a dull grey floppy hat.

She cries so hard whatever
mud brown overalls she is
wearing splatter our expectations.

When she exhales she keeps her
own curly green tresses but messes
up any hairdos in her path.

As she skips along
we never know
where she will stop.

Sheryl Kay Oder