Light tapping of rain on my window

Willing me awake

I grumble opening my eyes and gazing into the grey

The warmer water washing the ice and snow away

Softly placing my hand on the window, the cool glass taking over my warmth

Leaving an outline of my hand

It slowly fades as I lazily close the curtain

Spring is battling the long, cold, winter

The season changing

Revealing spring as the victor

The heat of summer will soon be seeping in

Slowly beginning to challenge the Spring

Taking the crown swiftly

The next contender waiting patiently