Saturday, March 03, 2007

A Riddle

In November
I am cute and fluffy,
novel and exciting.
I make you wax your skis
and wet your lips.

By March I am worn,
I am old and heavy.
I cling to your concrete
and bust your back.

I overstay my welcome and
delay any green,
with a brilliant-white grin.

Who am I?

8 comments:

Michele said...

SNOW!!!!!

Dances with Corgis said...

I second Michelle's answer :)

jwm said...

Is it one of your pets?

No no... I"ll go with snow too.

-jwm

Fe-lady said...

That's easy...worn-out your welcome, snow!
But I love your poetry!

Triteacher said...

You're right, you're right - you're all right!! Picture me putting a virtual 100% sticker on all of your comments, K?

tri-mama said...

22 inches in my driveway

Lisa B said...

well, yes, snow of course!

(and kegels are good, so is "cheek squeezin'" while running. it works! you'll notice a difference.)

Unknown said...

LOL - You're a bit tired of the snow, are you?