The 4th has been and gone,
and so has Cinco de Mayo,
and even Mother's Day is just past.

So what happens in eastern Massachusetts?
The better part of this coming week
is going to be more March -- the "like a lion" part --
than May.

Okay, no blizzards, but nights below freezing,
and the landlord has turned the heat off
in my apartment building. At least I think the manager has.

Fine, I'll break out the warm nightgown, the bed socks,
and pile on top of the bed
every blanket and coverlet I own ...

happens twice a year anyway, the night-without-heat transition.
I'll survive.