The Long Winter

The apples at the store were soft
Their crispness was long gone
Too long sunsets were early
And too late was the dawn

Snuggling with her Tigger-Tiger
Kept little Molly warm
As outside snow swirled and blew
Another winter storm

“It’s almost March! When will this end?”
Mamma wailed and whined
The blinding blizzard hammered down
Of Spring there were no signs

Molly hugged her Tigger-cat
And cried, “But Mommy look!
Since we can’t go outside today
Let’s read another book!”

This is my response to Val’s Winter Scavenger Hunt‘s second prompt: Use the following words in a poetry form of your choice: apple(s), sunset, tiger, hammer.