Color me ready for Spring;
The Teams of Winter’s Other Games

Winter Blues
Color me ready for Spring

Hoping that the dirty piles of snow will melt away.
Waiting on the green of spring to overcome the gray.
Anxious for the unclothed trees to dress in bright array.
I can’t wait for winter to be gone.

Tired of the temperatures that freeze you to the bone.
Stressed-out by the icy roads you drive from work to home.
Done-in by brownish landscape by which March is known.
I can’t wait for winter to be gone.

Looking past March Madness to the thrill of Opening Day.
Having practiced golf on Wii I’m psyched to really play.
Ready to be done with Lent and roll the stone away.
I can’t wait for winter to be gone.

 
The Teams of Winter’s Other Games
Celebrating the sled dogs of the Iditarod

While the teams have left Vancouver
with their medals and gone home,
we can’t forget the other Games
and the teams that mush for Nome.

I mean those teams who pull a sled
along a windswept trail,
those on a gold rush of their own
in blinding snow and hail.

They test their mettle in the cold
beneath a silvery moon
while bronze-furred parkas warm the bones
of mushers night and noon.

These teams do not give interviews
or weep when anthems play.
They simply race to reach their goal
and hear their master say,
“Well done!”