It then, so seemed that spring was here;
the season had arrived!
The sprouting buds would soon appear,
their beauty soon to thrive!

The Robins bounding ev'rywhere!
I looked--no better clue
that spring is present in the air
and winter, now is through!

But then we find THIS 'fore our eyes;
this nasty, stormy mix;
this unexpected sight. Surprise!
Seems just like '96!

Oh! Quite the woe-filled era! Yes!
A bump-filled, painful ride.
That gloomy winter seemed endless!
It wouldn't move aside!

The spring would make a visit, brief
and give a soothing taste,
then con us into a belief,
we'd surely soon be graced

with weather that was comforting
and pleasing to our soul.
I longed for that elusive spring.
That winter took its toll!

But seems we'd get a glimpse; a touch
and think 'twas here at last;
and sense it near enough to clutch
then Pow! another blast

of winter's fury in our lap;
our hopes all undermined.
Our anxious heart, now dealt a slap.
This seemed so damned unkind!

But though it seemed a true rerun
was here and playing out;
the spring of year two thousand one
is better--there's no doubt!

The similarities are there
in weather types and trends.
Yes, closely do the scenes compare,
but there the likeness ends.

That tardy spring--how much I cried
and longed for a reprieve;
but it was winter deep inside,
which caused me, then to grieve.

There's sunshine now inside my heart,