I don’t want to talk about you,
Or give a compliment or two.
What have you given me
But teasing buds on a tree?
You tip nods and run away,
Dipped below freezing today.
It’s April, so stop fooling around,
Get after it, soften the ground.
“Its Michigan.” Such a lame excuse.
42nd parallel? Come on, cut it loose.
Stop it with your hesitation,
Put an end to this hibernation.
Enough of the half empty cup,
Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up.
Sprung or sprang yourself,
Come on down off that shelf.
Stop hitting the snooze,
Awake, arise, and choose.
You are spring, so act like it.
Seize this day and warm up a bit.


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