Many of us live here
because our parents lived here,
because their parents lived here.
But why? It’s quite unclear.
Dear Michigan, now really?
You know it is mid-April.
Are you aware of warming trends?
Supposedly they’re global.
I put away my winter coat.
The puffy, down-filled one.
I guess I am an optimist.
I thought winter was done.
Oh well, the joke’s on me.
So now I’m sitting here
trying to remember
why I hold my state so dear.
The Spring season (when it arrives)
boasts bursts of gorgeous flowers,
hydrangeas, tulips and lilies.
Of course, with light spring showers.
The summer is delightful.
We are surrounded by Great Lakes
and filled with lakes both large and small.
The summer’s fun, make no mistake.
Then Autumn, we do love it.
The colors are breathtaking
with cool, crisp often sunny days…
don’t even mind the raking.
On dreary days of Winter,
we bid adieu to our suntan.
But fresh snows are quite stunning.
We are the Winter Wonderland.
Yes, snow-kissed trees and landscapes
are quite spectacular.
But not In April, now I think
you really are a trickster.
So I’ll retrieve my puffy coat
and though I think it’s cruel,
I’ll watch and wait for Spring’s fresh start
while feeling like an April Fool.
Many of you, like me, not only live in Michigan now, but have lived here all of our lives. I suppose we should be used to this wintry trick that our dear state pulls on us. Others of you moved here more recently. To you I say, April Fools!
What is your reaction to this crazy weather? Have any anecdotes...or coping mechanisms, to share?
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