We miss you. We were just wondering where you are and when you are planning on coming to town. Because we love you. A lot.
We like you so much that we’ve taken this entire week off of school and work to spend time with you. We even named our celebration “Spring Break” in honor of you. We really thought you would show up for it. After all, that would be the polite thing to do.
We completely understand that winter can be a bit pushy. He doesn’t always know how to bow out gracefully. But, seriously, he has overstayed his welcome.
Someone (someone like you, that is) needs to kindly tell him to pack his bags of snow and be on his way to someplace where he will be appreciated. Someplace where he won’t threaten the lives and well-being of innocent flowers. Or the happiness of baseball players. The North Pole, perhaps?
Now, please don’t think we aren’t grateful for the sunshine you sent today. It’s pretty, for sure. Still, with its winter-like temperatures, it really is just an illusion. It is a poor substitute for you, the real deal. We need you, not some sort of false hope pretending to be you (please take that as a compliment).
So, know that we are here, awaiting your return with short-sleeves and open arms. We hold no grudges and sincerely hope you feel the same way about us.
Me (on behalf of all North-Easterners, including flowers, trees, and small woodland creatures)