Thoughts on the last 3 months and a favorite poem

Everyone seems to complain about February. The shortest month of the entire year seems never to be gone quickly enough.  A day or two of very warm spring like days.. then, for the most part, winter continues.

February

In February it will be

My snowman's anniversary

With cake for him and soup for me

Happy once, happy twice

Happy chicken soup with rice.

                                        written by Maurice Sendak

March is the windy month. 31 days, a long month as months go, and yet no one complains about the length, just the fact that it is still winter...still cold, not spring like at all.

March

In March the wind blows down the door

and spills my soup upon the floor

It laps it up and roars for more!

Blowing once, blowing twice

blowing chicken soup with rice.

                     written by Maurice Sendak

April finally arrives.. a 30 day month.   Everyone has accepted that it can and will rain and/or be cloudy for most of the month. It is just a given. Even when the weather actors say ' warm and sunny', it is not unusual for the day to become overcast and sprinkle.
 

April

In April I will go away

to far off Spain or old Bombay

and dream about hot soup all day.

oh my oh once

oh my oh twice,

oh my oh chicken soup with rice.

                                        written by Maurice Sendak

 

 

and now the last day of April.  So much to look forward to in the month to come.  The last frost date is May 15th. The grass is very green and the dandelions look fabulous against the green.  Good bye April 2011.