An Ode to Spring

Dylan Schnepf ’14

Staff Writer and Poet Laureate

An Ode to Spring

Wherefore art thou, O vernal equinox?

I thirst to be quenched by your cool sprinkle.

My long lost lover, many are the nights that I dream of your return.

Many are the morns, which I long for your warm embrace…on my face.

But lo! I am met with the bitter slap of cold air upon my visage.

I am aware, that you may care of my affair with the warm summer air.

But I assure you, by everything covered in dew, that you are my true baby boo.

When I see all this snow, I cannot Let It Go!

After all this cabin fever, I’ve contemplated becoming a beaver

Dam.

It’s cold.

I’m so done.

Whilst thou ever return?

.The End

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