Yeah, you. You know who I'm talking to.
March is here. And you know what that means? Expectation.
We sent an invitation, but you haven't yet replied. You keep teasing us. . .a little bit of sunshine, a spot of blue sky. And then, before we can truly bask in the joy of your arrival, you disappear behind the clouds. Or even (gasp) a snowflake or two.
Please don't delay any longer. I don't know if we can take it.
We love you Spring. And we can't wait until you come to stay.
Only please don't wait too long.
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