The Groundhog Overslept

The groundhog fell asleep one day
and slept a dozen days away.

Disturbed by snores in peaceful sleep
he staggered from the frozen deep.

His shadow never did appear;
he'd have to wait another year.

A little guy flew past his eye
with bow and arrow in the sky.

The groundhog heard a plucking string,
a pain was felt, a tingled sting.

A heart-shaped arrow from above
brought forth a rodent kind of love.

A lady groundhog was nearby
and thought he was the cutest guy.

She winked an eye in flirting style,
began to chase him for a while.

She hugged him with a warm embrace,
but he had found a different face.

He wished the wispy clouds away
to see his silhouette all day.

A love revealed he came to know,
his shadow seen upon the snow.