Didn’t make it here today
Lying snow blind in the sun
Shoveling snow is not much fun
This is an emergency
For there is a foot you see
Robins searching in the snow
Can not find a worm you know
Tulips tried to raise their heads
Now they are all surly dead
As snowmobiles are racing by
Budding fruit trees wither and die
So if you come to Michigan
You will head back south again
No more flowers in the sun
Winter here has just begun
It’s Spring!