Spring Weather

The sky is empty,
Not a cloud in sight,
It looks so sunny,
But here I am,
Shivering,
Shivering,
Shivering. 
I wonder,
When it would be Summer.
When its hot,
And I can wear shorts.
And there would be no school.
Instead,
At the beginning of
April,
I’m shivering,
Shivering,
Shivering,
Wondering when the heat would come.