LOVELIEST OF TREES

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with snow along the bough,
Far more than the winter's quota
Of April snow in Minnesota.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,
I've nine more than there should have been,
And if it snows one inch again,
I don't care if I see ten.

And since to look at things in bloom
Nine too many leaves no room,
Off to Florida I'll go
And chuck this f++king April snow.

-- tip-o-the-hat to A. E. Housman