(c) 2018 Edward York
The day is again upon us.
When released from his cage,
All eyes on the giant rodent,
As he takes center stage.
He has become quite a celebrity,
The crowds gathered on the scene,
Hopes, prayers, and fingers crossed,
A shadow won't be seen.
It was hard for me to imagine,
That so many get a thrill,
From such a hairy creature,
Known as Punxsutawney Phil.
Some try to sway his judgment,
He may even get a threat,
Just to keep his eyes closed,
But nothing has worked yet.
He is never very popular,
Unless clouds cover the sun,
Announcing to the people,
That winter's almost done.
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Author:
lasergraph (
Offline) - Published: February 1st, 2018 12:01
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a little something in honor of tomorrow.
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Comments3
Great poem! I hope it is just legend, but I would like to see an early spring!
He didn't cooperate I am afraid, so I wrote a part 2
May the chill be gone and spring comes in the air.
Like your poem, lasergraph. I wonder where these legends come from, what started it. It's fun though. Hope your winter is almost done!!!
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