On the Way!

What’s the matter? Feelin’ blue?

Calculations knocked askew?

If that’s what is ailin’ you

     Cheer up I say;

Take an optimistic view;

Gray skies always turn to blue,

Devil always gits his due;

Let me whisper this to you:

     “Spring is on the way!”

Woodchuck seen his shadder? Cert!

Hiked ag’in into the dirt;

Left you feelin’ glum an’ hurt?

     The deuce, you say!

Winter’s only six weeks more;

Fishin’s better than e’er before,

No occasion to feel sore,

Kick ol’ trouble through the door,

     Spring is on the way!

Feb. 3, ‘10