Enough

I like winter
I really do
I would dare to claim it as one of my favorite seasons

I love bundling up in scarves, hats, and mittens
Sipping cocoa by the fire
Building snowmen

But I'd just like to say one thing:

enough.

There's just something about this winter
that is ticking me off and wearing me out

I awake in the morning and longingly
my ears search for the sound of red-winged blackbirds
Singing their tunes outside my window

I peer through the ice-frosted glass
and my heart dreams of brighter days
Lush greenery
Flowers shyly blossoming

Oh, that it would be springtime
That I could skip through a field of daisies
In my lovely yellow sundress
With my toes painted pretty pastel purple
Sun rays beaming elegantly upon my gently flowing hair

Yes.
Yes, reader,
I like winter.
But, I'm searching for the brighter days.