Walkin’ out of class
And step outside into a day
That’s too warm, too bright to be Feburary
Today, it’s spring – only if it’s just til tomorrow
I start walkin’ to the back forty where my chariot awaits
Wondering if Moses was just a college guy on his way
To his car when he picked up a few stragglers.
As I shuffle, I look down in the mud and half in and half out
is a tampon, sticking out of its wrapper, half in and half out
And I just gotta ask myself – “Is it used?”
They say that winter’s almost over, because a groundhog could see it’s shadow.
I personally don’t agree, because it’s just not that easy
and when I look over at the geese convention lounging poolside,
They seem to agree with me.
Old man Winter isn’t done yet
Just because there’s some grey in the temples and beard,
and a tremor in the hands.
For now, I just keep walkin’
and enjoy the spring.