A little boy emerged from the sea looking for his playmate.
Once he emerged, and the world welcomed him.
A second time, chaos ensued and the people scoffed.
They shook their fists at the sky, they threw their hands up in the air. Some wept, others laughed.
Angry, the little boy confused their seasons, scattering the Winter in strange places.
Where piles should drift, there were none.
Where ice should be dripping, rain fell instead.
Frustrated the people continued to complain.
The little boy did not relent.
Meanwhile groundhogs everywhere laughed, playing with the boy as he ran through the fields and forests looking for his playmate. Still she could not be found.
While Mother Nature slept her children were up to no good.