It's already spring; this I know.
That's what all the calendars show.
But it's so very hard
to find grass in my yard
when everything's covered with snow.
Nice limerick. What's with the stop sign? Is it on the left side of the right road, or facing 90 degrees from normal on the left road, or just an optical illusion?
There is nothing unusual about the stop sign. It is in the correct place at the right side if the road. To the right of the stop sign is the sidewalk. The big white area to the right of the sidewalk is my front lawn on this beautiful spring morning in the Rocky Mountains. If the picture doesn't seem very clear it's because it was still snowing when I took it.
takes me back to Slim Whitman's heydays when it's springtime in the Rockies, in the Rockies far away thanks for the memories
This disappointment has greeted me often. When the scenery changes, you will appreciate the seasonal view. I enjoy your posts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In my attempt to guess the last line of your limerick, I was close. I got the last 3 words right. I can identify!