Ode to Winter

Winter I hate you, I hate you, you stink.
Your snowflakes are driving me right to the brink.

I'm sick of the boots, the mittens, the cold,
And shoveling the driveway has gotten quite old.

I hate that there's so very much snow when I drive,
It's a wonder that we make it to lessons alive.

It's truly been ages since we've seen the sun,
The sledding and tubing and skiing all have been done.

We've lost all the scarves and the mittens have tears,
The hats, coats and snowpants are too much to bear.

The grass in my yard hasn't been seen since November,
What leaves on the trees are, I just can't remember.

No one would cry if the snow quickly vanished,
We wouldn't be sad if the cold was now banished.

Being cooped up with kids has me feeling quite crazy,
I've spent too much time on facebook being lazy.

We've had ear infections, and bad cabin fever,
When a girl's done with winter, you'd better believe her.

I know that Spring comes to my town, I've seen it.
So get out of here, Winter, I've had it!  I mean it!