The Thaw

The snow is melting. I am crying a river...

Gone will be the days of stocking caps.
Gone will be the days of "I can't put my arms down"!
Gone will be the days of 4 foot high snow drifts.

Gone will be the days of eating snow from the doormat.

"What"?? No more snow?

Gone will be the days of bitter, bitter cold.
And gone will be the days of snowball fights.
Do you hear me crying?