Go Away, Old Man Winter!



Old Man Winter, I’ve had enough
It’s time for you to go
These past few months have been tough
I’m fed up, just so you know!

I’m so sick of freezing
I’m sick of scraping the car,
I’m so sick of sneezing
Who do you think you are?

I’m so sick of shoveling snow
I’m sick of sloppy sleet
I’m sick of icy winds that blow
And knock me off my feet,

My pants sure are getting tight
I’m sick of winter flab,
I’m sick of seeing so much white
The scenery is drab,

I want to see green leaves and flowers
To heck with snow and ice,
Turn that snow into April showers
Wouldn’t that be nice?

Like a guest who’s stayed too long
We’re giving you a blast,
Go back to the Arctic where you belong
And let Spring come at last!

Comments

  1. Swathi ShenoyFebruary 28, 2015 at 8:29 PM

    Awww am sure winter is busy packing bags after reading this poem :D though I like spring, winter is my favorite season ;)

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    1. UnknownMarch 3, 2015 at 12:18 PM

      I imagine winter in India is quite different from Canada. Winter here is a bit too long, too cold and too much snow for my liking. I should be used to it, I suppose. Sigh! Oh well, spring is coming soon, I hope!

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  2. elly stornebrinkFebruary 28, 2015 at 11:24 PM

    Delightful poem Cat, even if not wanted! ;) Perhaps you need to move out this aways ... there has been flowers shooting up from the ground and bushes for about two weeks now! :) <3

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    1. UnknownMarch 3, 2015 at 12:19 PM

      You spoiled types out in Vancouver and Vancouver Island, Elly! I went to Victoria once in January. That was so different as it was so mild that I even went to a beach party. Can't do that in many places in Canada in January.

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  3. Debbie D. March 1, 2015 at 7:08 AM

    I second that! Enough already!! Great poem, Cat and I'm sure everyone in the northeast agrees with you. It started snowing again, this morning. Yuck!

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    1. UnknownMarch 3, 2015 at 12:20 PM

      Hang in there, Debbie. Surely it will be over one day, won't it? We can hope. Sorry it's snowing again. We're due for some more, too. GROAN!

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  4. NabanitaMarch 1, 2015 at 7:11 AM

    haha..to cold isn't it? A wonderful way to ask the winter to go away :)

    My Guiding Stars...

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    1. UnknownMarch 3, 2015 at 12:21 PM

      Thanks, Naba. Yep, I'm rather fed up with the Canadian winter but it doesn't care. It will go away when it is good and ready which is usually a lot longer than I'd like.

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  5. AnonymousMarch 2, 2015 at 9:57 AM

    I so echo this!
    May I take a printout and post it outside for the snow to see?! LOL!
    I'm done with snow. and March happens to be our snowiest month!! sigh!

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    1. UnknownMarch 3, 2015 at 12:21 PM

      Sounds like you can relate, pixie. Hang in there! Surely spring is on its way, right?

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  6. UnknownMarch 2, 2015 at 1:55 PM

    Hear, hear! Roll on, Spring!

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    1. UnknownMarch 3, 2015 at 12:22 PM

      Let's hope, Laurel. I've had enough as I'm sure you have, too.

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  7. RajlakshmiMarch 3, 2015 at 2:47 AM

    Winter is coming... here soon. And I could actually see your poem becoming alive in Sydney. Hope the summer soon brings its bright sunny light. Loved the poem.

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    1. UnknownMarch 3, 2015 at 12:24 PM

      Winter sure sounds different in Australia, Rajlakshmi but I guess they do get snow in some places. I've always been so intrigued by the idea of the opposite seasons. So amazing.

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  8. Sid @ iwrotethose.comMarch 3, 2015 at 3:37 AM

    Lovely poem, Cat. Wonderful way to ask the Winter to move on ;)

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    1. UnknownMarch 3, 2015 at 12:24 PM

      Thanks very much, IWT. I had fun with it as I'm sure you could tell.

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