Winter

Dear Winter,

We've had a nice run, don't you think? The hot chocolate was so wonderful. You'll always be the one who was here when Ike came home. The snow was very pretty (the first time). But, ice? Are you kidding me? I love a snow day as much as the next girl, but it's time for you to hit the road. You can't stay on my couch anymore. I'm kicking you out so that I can get ready for my friend Spring to come and stay for a while.

Love,
Erin