Ahhhhh spring.
How I love you, you bright and cheerful devil. I love the warmer and longer days you bring. I love the sunshine so warm and bright. I love the verdant green grass even if that means it will soon need cutting. Even the dandelions are beautiful this time of year. I so love the yellow of dandelions which is probably one of my favorite colors. But Lord I can sure do without the windy days that feels like it’s going to peel my clothes right off me. I may be a hunk but only with my clothes on.
It’s been so windy the last few days I haven’t ventured out much. But being holed up has inspired me to explore my thoughtful poetic side for kicks and laughs. That’s about all my poetry is good for as it certainly isn’t Walt Whitman caliber but at what it lacks in finesse I hope it makes up for in originality.
The winds that blew
My hair all askew
Makes me wonder
If ladybug spots
Come off too?
Little ladybug you’d better watch out
Why don’t you come inside and sit on the couch?
That wind is awful mean today
It’ll surely blow your spots away
For God never intended
Ladybugs undecorated
I’d feel silly seeing you spotless
And since I’m an artist
I’ll fix that injustice
I’ll paint you up
Better than ever before
Your new spots will be the envy
Of ladybugs the world over