Here it comes…
On the roof it does lay,
On the cars and porches as well today,
Cannot see across the street,
Blizzard snows can be really neat…
Have to work through its worst,
Driving is no fun, but that is my curse,
Diving right in do I, headfirst,
If nothing else with snowflakes abundant,
I will never die of thirst…
Predicted to be blizzard conditions,
This storm does not resemble previous renditions,
Hate do I to write in repetition,
But the beauty of snow is too wonderful,
Not to make some sort of submission…
Looks as if it will be a long tiring day,
That is what I signed on for with this job this way,
To drive in the snow, sleet, wind and rain,
Some may say that I am a little insane…
© ed ~ 2/28/05
Ok, this is poem 3 on snow, but I've read them backwards... "the beauty of snow" you write here? What next? You move to Alaska? the south pole? Sigh... sorry... it's me, not you... I'm still mentally with the rant poem... Snow, go away!
After all that, though, I must say I enjoyed the poetic nature of this piece... it's really nice writing, Eddie M. katy xox
and a set of emergency chainis
most of all a huge thermos
of hot coffee, tea or chocolete,
I have what I need down here
back at the swamp
plenty of beer.
stay warm my friend
William .....peace Brother
eileen
Please do take care my friend!!
Love Tinka
Just wish we could have some..
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
i miss the snow.....
come to an end though. ;) It's the other
driver you have to watch out for.