2538My March memories
- Mar 11, 2009When I was a kid in S(h)imla, we always had a late snowfall in March.
Just a sprinkle that would melt right away.
But March was always warm and bright.
Almost all my friends went away for the winter.
Only a few hardy boys remained (perhaps we had no place to go).
Winter was cold and damp and miserable.
But when the snow came it was a carnival.
Snowmen and snow fights, and sliding and sledding on the steep slopes.
The summer went on forever.
But come June, the tourists took over and our town
was a cheating lover, that had no time for us locals.
But it always came back and again we had the mall all to ourselves.
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