to my schoolgirl days
this one was special
in many ways
it spoke of hope
as we waited to see
how much more winter
there might be
and who would tell us
what our fate would be
a big fat groundhog
from Punxsutawney
this year he said "early
spring shall be"
but the height of my snowbanks
makes me disagree
it just doesn't apply
in this cold state
where minnesota groundhogs
still hibernate
but when i was younger
i believed it was true
and my hope, like our winter
still lingers on too
