December's Broken Promises Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

70 degrees and
Its winter!
We are all in disbelief
Good grief!
What about the hats and scarves
I made in crochet fancy stitches
Now to be put aside,
Because December stole a few days
From spring, not a normal thing,
No matter how many sleigh bells ring…
No snow to cover the grass and trees
And my artificial snowman, pulled off
His sleeves…and
It's raining, imagine that!
Little sis says, "Might as well give Santa's milk to the cat! "
December, have you gone mad!

Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
December 23,2015 11: 33 AM