SNOW…
Snow, Mother Nature’s way of painting a landscape,
Doth for us approach from the frigid south,
To bring flakes to land on my tongue of my open mouth,
To give Rufuz a place to lay and feel cool and play…
Snow, Mother Nature’s way of cleaning the air,
Keeping for us an atmosphere so free and fair,
While summers heat doth bring warmth of no compare,
Winters cold and snow doth bring to us,
Weather, which we must for prepare…
Go out and buy some food, we must,
Milk and bread & rent a movie to over lust,
From inside our happy warm homes we can just,
Watch the snow come down, know that it is cold,
And enjoy our solitude; something we do find cannot be sold…
© ed – 1/29/05
Remember: as your hair will grow back, so will the snow melt. Mother Nature makes those promises and she always keeps her promises. This is a sweet piece. Yay! katy xox
Good write Ed!
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
Take care,
Sherry
An excellent idea, Ed, and a heavy snowstorm can truly bring the solitude we sometimes need. If the snow is heavy enough, a very easy way to make a wonderful snowman, too. Just keep standing out there next to your motorhome with a carrot in your mouth, and you will eventually be completely covered over. And please ask Rufuz to get a picture of 'Frosty Ed the Snowman' for us. Thanks.
Love Tinka
Just give me that old swamp fever
.....LOL.....
Im still up in the Catskills
With 24" of snow, still in the ground
William Peace Brother