My Poetry

"The 'Blizzard' of Two Thousand Ten"

This is our little "blizzard" of two thousand ten

One that we thought might never end.

It dumped upon us a great deal of snow

Never - no mind - we might have some place to go.

With strong gusty winds, blowing a gale

It caused for some of us our power to fail.

But we hunkered down for the long haul

Cozying up together, the big and the small.

And when the raging storm winds did calm

We could see all the white stuff - like a blanket, a balm.

So outside we hustled to play in the snow

For soon we would wonder - "where did it go?"

Some of us will grumble, some will groan

No good will it do you to whine or to moan.

So enjoy it's beauty, or as much as can be seen

For the next time we blink, we'll be staring at spring!

Crickett