Winter left this morning,
ending her February visit to town.
She flew in angry with wind
cold as the arctic.
We welcomed her
because she promised to cover our ski trails with snow.
But she had a bad flight from Boston
where they didn’t appreciate her white beauty.
She discharged her anger by hammering us for days
with cold Taku winds
that stirred the dust on downtown streets
but brought no snow. After mellowing,
she released flurries
onto ground cooled by her gentle caress.
Winter left this morning
as her snowflakes soften into rain.
After wishing her well, Aki and I slogged
through deep snow over a mountain meadow
before it melts under an approaching wet storm.
pay us at least one more visit
before the crocus bloom