Here is my second poem of the week:

The mud squishes beneath our boots
while the snow starts to disappear
Because the snow is truly gone for spring
we’ll wonder if winter was really here
But for now the temperature is lukewarm
and there are puddles on the streets
We’ll run and splash and play in them
soaking our pant legs and our feet
For the weekend is the best time to play
even if our yards are full of mud
Because no matter how old you are
we know getting dirty is loads of fun!

So yeah, that’s it. I was kinda thinking about how it’ll be spring soon and that the snow will melt, leaving mud everywhere. I remember when I was a kid, I absolutely adored playing in mud. (I still do!) Believe it or not, when I was little I loved it so much I actually ate it.

So I basically hope that everyone else loves playing in the mud too!