Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Dear Winter ...

Dear Winter, this is to advise

That I will be moving out of

Your time and place, should not surprise.

Your chilliness hinders my love.

I'm moving into season, spring,

Who's climate is much better for

The bunch of love I wish to bring.

My lovers may be outside more.

The 14th of February,

Set for my namesake by some pope

Just no longer does work for me.

Moving to spring I have more hope.

Soon I will be moving to May.

Sincerely yours, Valentine's Day.