The Weather

Thinking that it's Spring, I'm sensing something wrong,

Heading out the door, to hear a lovebird's song.

Everywhere I look, there's frost upon the lawn,

Why is that? It's been hours since the dawn!

Evidently, it must be the Arctic air,

Although I have no winter gear to wear.

Though Spring is here, I'm not wearing shorts,

However I can see, people playing sports.

Everyone is talking and, I hear what people say,

Rain meant for April, is coming down in May!