Season

Dear Spring,

It seems that I have waited a whole season for you to change.

You're just unwilling to see my perspective.

I will never forget the way you deliberately overlooked the dress code to the party I invited you to. Did you not notice the shame on my face when you showed in that grungy, grey pantsuit?

I tried to dress accordingly, since I knew you were accompanying me.

But honestly, I would have rather worn a

bright, floral sundress.

Frustrated in Ohio