Unspring

I have no Spring this Spring.
The Palms that sway in
gentle breeze,
do not entice the noble bees.

This season, I see no change,
it must be subtle though.

My Bio-rhythms stay in one range
there is no melting of snow.

I chose this un-season place,
the natives say, ”wait till July”
for its charm and its pace,
“you will feel the season Summer, no lie.”

So, I enjoy the scene,
to the North: I will not be there.

(P.S.) I always wear Sun-screen.
Wish you were here.

TP Spring(?) 2014