Spring comes early,

Snowdrops bloom.

Sunlight shines,

Inside your room.

Frosts no longer,

Snow no more.

Turn the heat down,

Warm weather in store.

Just remember,

This is not the norm,

Climate change

Is kicking up a storm.

While it feels good

It’s damaging deep.

Pollution is the problem,

The side effects creep…

Through ecosystems

And every nation,

So this odd, mild winter

Doesn’t garner celebration.

These are my brief thoughts about our particularly warm winter here in England. I do worry that people enjoy the lack of cold temperatures. I hope that this doesn’t make everyone less likely to push for change regarding climate change. For another poem about the climate, click here.