What's a boy suppose to do?

This little diddy has to do with the picture of what I am dreaming about today.

What's a boy suppose to do?

Looking, lusting

wanting to waste away

pining to pick my place

groaning for green space

getting sore of gray slush

patience in me isn’t plush

Just go away winter

just get here spring

just bring in summer

before anyone here falls

-AJS